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“There’s no time to explain.” Rachel Grey grabbed his hand. She wanted to send David Jones out the door before her grandfather noticed, but it was too late. She could already hear footsteps approaching.
“We’re finished. We won’t make it in time.” Rachel was feeling very anxious.
David raised his eyebrows. Mischief flashed across his eyes. “It’s only a matter of time before we meet anyway.”
Meanwhile, Rachel panicked so much that she couldn’t hear what he said. She looked around frantically and saw her spacious and comfortable desk. Then she grabbed David’s arm and quickly walked over. She tried to make him go under the desk without saying a word.
“Try to put up with it in the meantime.”
David was speechless.
“Rachel Grey, you’re the first person who dares do this to me.” He held her wrist and stared at her warningly.
“I don’t have a choice either.” Rachel stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips. She gave him a sweet smile to fawn adoration. “Be good.”
“Am I that unpresentable?”
“Should we go on a date tonight?”
David lowered himself and went under the desk without Rachel even asking when he heard her say that.
At the same time, the door to the office opened.
Although the Johnson family had been prosperous in every generation, Old Mr. Johnson led the family to be the most successful they had ever been. Even though he had retired and was now behind the scenes, legends of him conquering the business world were still circulating.
Old Mr. Johnson entered with his walking stick and looked around. “Linda told me that you have a guest?”
Rachel glanced at David subtly. He was currently hiding under the desk with a gloomy expression while supporting his chin with his hand. Rachel blatantly lied, “He just left.”
Old Mr. Johnson nodded slightly. “I heard from Adrian that you’re moving out and living by yourself?”
The company has just started a new project. I might need to work overtime regularly, so it’s inconvenient to continue staying at home.
Old Mr. Johnson frowned, his expression solemn. “Rae–Rae, tell Grandpa honestly. Do you have a boyfriend?”
Rachel’s eyebrows twitched. “Grandpa, I…
This morning, a servant found a bouquet of withered roses from your room. Old Mr.
Johnson interrupted her, his voice mellow. “Rae–Rac, Grandpa isn’t against dating, but girls should be more reserved. Be vigilant about who you choose to date. The world is full of treacherous people. Grandpa fears you can’t see through those with ulterior motives. since you’re still young.”
David was speechless. He felt like he was being called out right now,
Old Mr. Johnson was very direct with his words.
David was curious about what Old Mr. Johnson’s reaction would be if he pulled out the engagement token.
Rachel caught a glimpse of David’s displeasure. Worried that David would act
impulsively, Rachel quietly patted his head. She felt like she was comforting a dog about
to go on a rampage.
“Grandpa, it’s normal for someone to pursue someone as outstanding as me.” Rachel stood up and walked towards Old Mr. Johnson. She reached out and held his arm. She leaned on his shoulder and acted like a spoiled child. “Or do you wish that no one loves. your precious granddaughter?”
Old Mr. Johnson snorted at Rachel’s self–deprecating words. “Hmph, those who don’t are just blind!”
He paused for a while and continued, “Rae–Rae, you’re different from your uncles. I’m fine with them not returning for the night. I’m not worried even if they don’t come home. for half a month. However, you’re a girl, so you’ll be at a disadvantage. Therefore, it’s safer to stay at home.”
Rachel finally understood. It turned out that Old Mr. Johnson was concerned for her safety. He was reminding her to be prudent regarding her sexual life.
She cleared her throat. “Grandpa, I only moved out for work. But I do, in fact, have a boyfriend. I know how to take care of myself, though. So you don’t have to worry about me. Rachel was a little uncomfortable.
“Who is he? How old is he? Where is he from?” Old Mr. Johnson was very curious.
Rachel saw how nervous Old Mr. Johnson was being and felt that it was not the right time. to announce David’s existence.
Using her peripheral vision, she glanced under the desk. “I’ll introduce him to you
the time comes.”
Hearing this, Old Mr. Johnson’s expression darkened. He looked at Rachel with a complicated look.