Not A Small-Town Girl

not in a hurry."

"You’re talking so fast. Do you think you’re an AI?" David sat at the head of the table expressionlessly, but if one listened carefully, one would know that he was in a bad mood.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Charrington," the marketing director said fearfully.

Only Nathan silently sympathized with the marketing director. ’Mr. Charrington keeps checking his phone, clearly waiting for a message from Mrs. Charrington. When no message arrived, he vented his frustration on the unfortunate marketing director who was giving a report at the time.

"Continue," said David.

At this time, a message notification sounded in the quiet meeting room.

Everyone was secretly looking at who was so bold to play with their phones during the meeting. ’Mr. Charrington has just lost his temper. Isn’t this adding fuel to the fire?’

David picked up his phone and saw Danielle’s message. It was a full-body photo of Danielle with the university’s scenery in the background. His mood suddenly lifted.

He enlarged the photo and admired the beautiful photo of Danielle. She was indeed his woman, so beautiful.

Her legs were fair and long, her waist was slender, and her eyes were so big and shining. She was perfect.

[My darling, why did you run out when it’s so hot outside? Be careful not to have a heatstroke.] David replied with a smile. He no longer had the sullen expression from before.

The executives in the meeting room looked at David holding his phone and smiling foolishly. They didn’t know if it was their imagination, but David was smiling! ’Could it be that we are so frightened by Mr. Charrington that we are hallucinating?’ After a while, Danielle replied: [It’s alright. Aren’t you busy?]

The executives in the conference room looked at each other. They were really curious about who David was sending messages to. A message could make the sullen David grin.

"Continue reporting." Nathan saw David’s bright smile and knew who he was sending the message to.

He could only cough and remind the executives.

David sent: [I’m not busy. I have time for you at all times. Love you.]

Danielle replied: [Stop it. I’m at the principal’s office. Talk to you later.]

David typed: [Okay, be good.]

Danielle had no idea that her few messages had coaxed David so much that he couldn’t stop smiling.

Nathan also heaved a sigh of relief. ’It seemed that Mrs. Charrington has coaxed Mr. Charrington. If Mr. Charrington is happy, our work can proceed