Simp, Who Are You?

Chapter 60 Wind and Water Turning

Looking at the ugly face of his own husband, Adam has understood that he asked a stupid question

about which pot is not ready to mention the pot.

Fear of being a fish in the pond.

Adam took a few steps back and tried to get out of there.

It was Liam who glanced at his watch, calculated the time, and got up, "Go back to Torres Manor."

Adam was a little surprised and didn't quite understand what Mr. went back to do at this point, but at

eight in the morning, the company's shareholders' meeting had already finished, and Mr. went back

without affecting anything, so he didn't ask much.

But today the shareholders of Torres Group, the heart are wondering, usually the president again so

workaholic, but also not so deranged to the morning let them come to the meeting at eight o'clock, 8:30

will finish the meeting, after all, under normal circumstances, they are nine o'clock to work, or even not

to work.

So Adam is actually strange too.

Immediately call the driver, "Go back to Torres Manor."

Driver: "Yes!"

When he got back to Torres Manor, the corners of Adam's mouth twitched several times before he

understood why Mr. had to meet so early and come home.

......

Isla came to the office early, after a morning of tossing and turning, it's only 11:30, but it's almost time

for lunch.

Romy enters Isla's office and comes over to remind her, "President, it's time to get ready for lunch."

Isla nodded and responded, "Yes!"

Romy asked, "Will you be dining in the company's president's lounge, or will you be going to the

restaurant? I'll have them prepare it and it will be ready in half an hour!"

The president's lounge, where the president dines and rests, has also hired a professional chef to

cook, serving only the president alone, old Stewart used to dine at the company.

Isla looked through the paperwork and said without looking up, "Let's eat at the office!"

Romy said, "Yes!"

It's just that Romy has been out for less than ten minutes.

He came in quickly and looked at Isla and said, "President, that ...... Mr. Torres is here, Mr. Torres from

Torres Group, he is waiting for you in the parlor now!"

Isla's eyebrows jumped and she asked, "What's he doing here?"

Romy said, "No! Just that he said he wouldn't leave if you didn't go to see him!"

Isla finished with the paperwork in her hand and dropped the pen in her hand.

With a cold laugh, he commanded, "Take me there!"

She also wanted to settle a score with Liam.

Romy said, "Yes!"

Romy was leading the way, and all the people on the way, looking at the newly appointed president of

their family, good-looking, but very dark face, all swallowed a little, who made the president like this?

Isla entered the parlor.

Liam is sitting on the sofa, his body is straight, his face is handsome and noble, his cold eyes with a

lookout aura, a glance, very attention, can easily take away the eyes of the people.

Many of the female staff who can move around this first floor are actually at the door, pretending to

pass by and secretly watching.

However.

Isla pushes open the door and strides in, her face not half infatuated and even a little angry.

After coming in.

Close the door.

When he reached Liam, he asked in a cold voice, "Mr. Torres, what are you trying to do again?"

Liam's brow furrowed.

Coldly, he said, "You're still angry about hanging up on you?"

Isla laughed coldly: "Does Mr. Torres think I'm only angry about this one thing? I don't understand at all

what Mr. Torres is doing by suddenly sending gifts this morning. All the families are scrambling to follow

the trend and send gifts together. Seriously, my first day on the job today, I was really busy, but thanks

to Mr. Torres, I spent half an hour calling the president of each company to express my thanks and

apologies, and I'm now wondering what I did to Mr. Torres to make Mr. Torres so happy to add to my

pleasant mood! "

Liam : "......!"

He intended only to congratulate her and to please her.

Unfortunately, in the end, it turned out to have angered her instead.

Liam asked coldly, "Is Miss White not liking the watch and bear I gave her?"

Isla said bluntly: "I didn't even look at what it looked like, because Mr. Torres and I, there was no need

for a personal relationship, so I didn't pay attention. Do you have anything else? If not, I'll ask my

assistant to send Mr. Torres out, and please, Mr. Torres, in the future, don't add to my workload!"

Liam's thin lips pursed.

In a cold voice, he said, "Of course something is wrong."

He glanced at Adam.

Adam, at this time, placed the large food box he was holding on the table and took out a few dishes

inside and placed them in front of Isla.

Liam's long, slender hand reached out and, in a gentlemanly manner, helped Isla set the table.

He looked at her with cold eyes: "I said at the party, I learned to cook for Miss White, I hope Miss White

today, can appreciate the taste."

Isla : "......"

Adam at this time, also hurried to help the president: "Miss White, the president got up at seven this

morning, eight o'clock to the company held a shareholders meeting, is to come home early to cook for

you. I hope that you can appreciate your face and eat a meal together, even if it's just a bite, this is

after all a piece of the president's heart!"

Isla knows in her heart that for someone of Liam's stature, every second is money.

He took the time to make this meal and paid the cost of his time, which can already be converted into a

significant amount of money.

She walked up to Liam, looked at the man in front of her and said, word for word: "Mr. Torres, I can give

you a little face and a taste, but I hope that in the future, you will not do this unnecessary thing again,

the nanny and the cook can make the meal well, Mr. Torres think that cooking for me to eat, can please

me? "

Isla doesn't know why she said that. She's not really such a sharp personality, but for some reason, she

held a fire in her heart and felt comfortable saying it, as if Liam owed her something from the past, so

she had to get it back.

Liam's eyes stuttered.

He certainly remembers what he said when he first mentioned divorce to her and asked her to sign the

divorce papers. He said that the nanny could do a good job of cooking such things, so she was useless

in his eyes.

Today.

He seriously learned to cook for six years, full of red city to do a good meal, put in front of her, was she

said meaningless.

This time, he understood how upset she was when he said those words and trampled on her heart in

the past.

Because the wind and water are now turning, he is also very sad.

His cold voice, which sounded a bit mute at the moment, said softly, "I don't expect that this will please Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Miss White, Miss White just take it as a little bit of my heart."