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Chapter 680 Chapter 680 Sullivan smiled. "I've been here for a little while. You were on the phone, so I didn't want to interrupt." "Oh," Ruby replied, her expression clouding. If Sullivan had been there for a while, he must have overheard her call. Any positive impression she had of him faded immediately someone who eavesdropped on others' conversations couldn't be trusted. Noticing her displeasure, Sullivan quickly added, "I apologize. I really didn't mean to listen in. That's why I stayed outside the door.

But your voice was loud enough that people in the next lab could probably hear you too." Ruby frowned. "Did you need something? If not, I'll be heading to lunch." "I was just dropping off some documents for Nyla. Since she's not here, could you please hold onto them and give them to her this afternoon?" Sullivan asked. "Sure," Ruby answered. After placing the documents in her drawer, she was about to head to the cafeteria. When she reached the door, though, she noticed Sullivan was still there, seemingly waiting for her. "Sullivan, is there anything else?" she asked.

Sullivan shook his head, his tone shifting to one of concern. "Ruby, since you're working at Prospectus Technology now, we're colleagues. If you need any help, feel free to come to me. If you're in need of money, I can also-" Before he could finish, Ruby cut him off, her tone curt, "I don't need anything from you." Her expression was cold, her attitude distancing them further with a clear boundary. Unfazed, Sullivan nodded. "Alright, but if you ever face difficulties, you can always come to me." Ruby didn't respond, brushing past him as she left the room.

Watching her go, Sullivan narrowed his eyes with a slight smile. When Nyla arrived at the CEO's office on the top floor, Damon was still reviewing documents. "The food is in the insulated container on the table. Go ahead and eat. I'll join you once I finish these files," Damon said. Seeing how focused he was and knowing he was genuinely busy, Nyla didn't want to interrupt. She simply responded with an "Okay" and walked over to the couch.

However, instead of opening the container, she pulled out her phone and started playing a game, planning to wait until he was done so they could eat together. When Damon finally finished his files and looked up, he saw Nyla sitting on the couch, her eyes fixed on her phone. The insulated container remained unopened. He frowned slightly. "You don't need to wait for me." Nyla looked up, meeting his deep gaze. For some reason, her heart skipped a beat. "I'm not hungry. It's fine to wait," she said. 1/2 Damon was silent for a moment before getting up and walling toward her.

Nyla was taken aback and frowned. "You don't have to accomodate ime. T "You're the one accommodating me. I can finish the docments this afternoon." As Damon spoke, he sat across from her and opened the insulated container, taking out the dishes one by one, Nyla thought about telling him she didn't mind waiting, but the image of him clutching his stomach in pain flashed in her mind. She remembered how pale he had looked that time and decided not to argue. His stomach issues stemmed from not eating on time-it wasn't worth risking his health for work.

She helped set the dishes, uncovering them one by one, and noticed they were all her favorites. She lowered her gaze, gripping her cutlery tightly. After all this time, Damon still remembered what she liked. "I asked Spencer to order food based on your old preferences. I wasn't sure if you still liked these dishes," Damon said. "I do. Thanks. I didn't expect you to remember," Nyla replied. Damon placed a grilled shrimp on her plate. "Let's eat." Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter.

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