Chapter 227 Why Are You Going To Her Office

• “Mr. Owen, I’ll just call a taxi myself.” I smiled and waved around the bag of seafood dangling from my arm. “Thanks for the dinner.”
• “Wow, is she taking the leftovers home, too? How embarrassing.” Sheena looked at me with contempt and disbelief. However, Hugo threw her a withering look, and she zipped her lips immediately.
• I didn’t have the time to watch Sheena throw her weight around here. Just as I was about to hail a taxi on the sidewalk, Hugo said, “I’ll get my driver to send you home.”