A Spoonful of Sugar: Don’t Beg for Love

Chapter 643

Benji was a little uneasy wondering what the woman would do, but until lunchtime at noon, the office

was still as quiet as ever.

Hearing this, Rickard stood up, went straight to Hestia’s office, and knocked on the door. After a long

time without getting a response, Rickard opened the door with the company’s general password. This

was Duval Group after all, and Rickard had the highest authority in the building.

As a result, the door of the office was opened, but there was no one inside.

"How is this possible? I’ve been keeping an eye on this room!" Benji was stunned by the fact that a

living person actually disappeared before him, and then turned back to look at Rickard. "Ms. Rivera

didn't go out at all the whole morning."

Rickard frowned, but before he could say anything, Hesper’s voice came from behind the two of them.

"What are you two doing in front of my office?" Hestia came over with two cups of coffee, looked at

Rickard with a half-smile, then handed one of the cups to him. "Mr. Duval, I didn't know what you like to

drink, so I bought what I like."

"Didn’t you say you wished to inspect our work?" Rickard’s tone sounded indifferent.

Hestia shrugged. "How could you not let me go out to relax? I’m a client of yours, not your employee.

Aren’t you a little too strict, Mr. Duval?”

"Shouldn’t this be in line with the wishes of a client? The service provider is actively asking the client to

check their work but gets blamed for being too active. So aren’t you the strict one here, Ms.

Deschamps?"

The curvature of Hestia’s lips remained the same, but her tone of voice became a little less welcoming.

"You’re quite a good speaker, Mr. Duval. I wonder if you’re as good at sweet talking as you are nowContent provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

when you’re facing your lover?"

"You’ll get to know that if you try me out, Ms. Deschamps."

Benji remained silent on the side, watching the two going at each other, and could not help but be

amazed, but that was when Rickard called his name.

"Benji, it’s your fault that Ms. Deschamps had to go out to buy coffee by herself. Ms. Deschamps, you

don’t have to go out by yourself if you want anything. All you need to do is get Benji to go out and buy it

for you."

"Yes, Ms. Deschamps. You can summon me at any time."

Hestia chuckled, and her cold almond eyes narrowed with her smirk. "Mr. Duval, you’re making it sound

like a house arrest. Are you saying that I can’t leave this room while I’m here?"

"I don’t mean that, but I can’t bother you with such petty errands, can I? After all, you’re now our

company’s client." Rickard slightly nodded after explaining his intention. "I still have some work to do,

so I won’t stay back to accompany you through the boredom. As for the coffee, I’ll bring it with me.

Thank you for the drink."

Hestia’s amity was buried by Rickard with just a few lines. She looked at Rickard’s back as he left the

room, her smiling eyes calming down. She then glared at Benji, who was standing at the side.

"Mr. Lynch, are you planning to stay here for the rest of the day? Or are you planning to buy me a

coffee?"

Seeing Hesper’s expression, Benji hurried out, not forgetting to close the door behind him when he left.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Rickard had won the confrontation, so it was obvious that

Hesper was in a bad mood now. Benji did not want to stay back and be her living target, giving her the

chance to torture him.

Taking a few huge steps forward, Benji caught up to Rickard, who ordered, "Go and pull the footage of

every single surveillance camera in the company. Hestia must have gone out more than once. I want to

know where she went."