Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

But see Blanca Roach simply said no, he also do not say those useless.

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll send it to you this afternoon.”

“That’s not good, aren’t you afraid your friend will be angry?”

“No one else is as important as you, okay, it’s a deal.”

Fearing that Blanca Roach would not agree, Rutledge simply hung up the phone.

“This person …”

Blanca Roach watched the phone jump from the call screen to the desktop, slightly helpless.

She thought that Rutledge would circle her under the banner of having given it away, so she simply didn’t want it, it wasn’t some unparalleled treasure that she had to get, it didn’t matter.

But now Rutledge is forcing it on her like he’s afraid she’ll regret it.

What does he really want?

Before is, Blanca Roach always feel that he is intentionally close to her.

Whether friend or foe, one should be careful, and Blanca Roach is already scared.

Today, Matthew Grant went back to Empire Group for a full-scale meeting and did not come to the studio to accompany her. Blanca Roach herself received a new order, and recently she has been doing more private customization and has made many contacts.

Both husband and wife were busy.

“Knock, knock…”

“Please come in.”

There was a knock on the office door and Blanca Roach thought it was a staff member, but the person who came in was Thea.

“Thea?”

It wasn’t mealtime at this time of day, and there was no need for Thea to personally deliver food, so how …

Thea entered and gave up a position to stand against the door, looking down: “Come in, little girl.”

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“What’s wrong baby?” Blanca Roach herself came over to take her daughter’s hand and sat down on the sofa, and Alice didn’t say anything.

Thea had a kind and benevolent face: “Yesterday the maid took Alice out to meet the kids as usual, but was told something by the older kindergarteners that they weren’t going to go anymore and had to find mommy for daddy.”

Alice is not yet old enough to go to kindergarten, but has applied for admission preparation.

Every day, she goes for a walk in the kindergarten accompanied by the nanny to adapt to the group life early.

She used to be particularly active, but today she is reluctant to go in any way.

“Alice, tell mommy what’s wrong?”

Alice is not like most children in that she doesn’t throw tantrums for no reason and has a valid reason for every one of them.

Because of this, Blanca Roach leans towards reason when talking to Alice and never hits Alice because she never makes mistakes that are not justified.

Even if it is sophomoric …

Alice’s white, chubby face and big, round eyes are particularly compassionate, and she is a real pear when she cries, and her pampering skills do not lose out to her mother.

She hid in her mother’s arms, huffing and puffing, and cried quietly, not at all like those children who grin and cry to be annoying.

But Alice is very good at hiding her own caution, no matter how much her mother asks, Alice just won’t say.

Isabel just saw Alice in the corridor and saw the little girl with a bad expression, coming over with a handful of sweets and other colleagues.

Isabel especially like Alice, perhaps because of the factors of her own pregnancy difficulties, the more you can not the more you want, but also look more like.

“Alice look, Auntie Isabel is bringing you candy, if you cry again, the candy will be eaten by mommy.” Blanca Roach peeled off the candy paper, and then created a sense of urgency to.

Sugar than mother, Alice looked up, teary-eyed slyly at Blanca Roach’s mouth to see if she had eaten it or not.

Blanca Roach shakes the candy in her hand and entices, “Here it is.”