You Are My One and Only

Chapter 197

Chapter 197

"Patricia Aniston, stop your shameless acts, will you? Grandpa made it clear that you should come and check out the gowns, so are you coming or not?" scolded Adeline in a blaring voice. Even Isaac could hear it loud and clear.

Patricia asked him, "President Arnold, can I take a paid leave?"

"In your dreams," he replied nonchalantly.

At that moment, she heard Adeline screaming through the phone and Patricia quickly terminated the call before keeping her phone. "Thank you, President Arnold!"

That whole family is so annoying. So what if their daughter is going to marry someone? I'm not going there to just suffer.

In the meantime, Isaac narrowed his eyes as he finally understood why she hung up the phone. Although he was clueless about the bad blood between the sisters, she did mention that Adeline was her enemy.

The engagement ceremony, which would be held in three days, was merely a show for Hendrick as assurance so that he could focus on his recuperation. However, Isaac's head hurt the moment he thought of this woman before him.

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It was 5.30PM when Josephine was picking up the three kids from school. As soon as they walked out of the school gate, Scott gave Patricia a call.

It was almost time for her to get off work. She answered the call with delight, knowing that it was her son calling. "Scott, have you guys finished school?"

"Yeah, Mommy. Stellan and I will be making dinner tonight, so remember to come back for dinner later." He hung up the phone after saying that, which had elicited a smile on her face.

Her two sons were a prodigy; they had a natural flair for manifold aspects, including cooking. It was a shame that they rarely cook.

Her two sons were a prodigy; they had a natural flair for manifold aspects, including cooking. It was a shame that they rarely cook.

They would only make something delicious for her whenever it was her birthday and she always enjoyed their cooking because it tasted better than what one could find at a five star hotel.

Reminiscing the taste, Patricia felt her stomach growling and decided to grab herself a cup of water from the pantry.

She took a sip of it while striding outside only to see another two secretaries heading toward her. Both of them flinched and stopped the conversation as soon as they saw her.

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Patricia gave them a polite nod in return before leaving the pantry, after which the two girls continued their gossip again, "Did you see that? She's acting like nothing is happening. She must be a mistress for a long time."

"I know right. President Arnold and Miss Adeline are going to get engaged this Saturday and yet, she hasn't moved out from the president's office. She's so shameless."

"I bet the future Mrs. Arnold is going to drive her out of the president's office right after the engagement."

At that moment, Patricia entered the pantry again with an awkward smile. "Sorry. I'm not eavesdropping on purpose. It's just that I accidentally left my phone here."

Then, she grabbed the phone on the counter before looking at them. "Mia, Blaire, I'm afraid that you're going to be disappointed because I will never move out from the president's office even if he gets married."

For the reason that she could not afford to lose her job. She was going to stick through it until the very end.

"By the way, you should do a better job at being discreet before speaking ill of someone behind their backs. What if President Arnold hears it? You might lose your job seeing that he doesn't like chitty- chatty people around him." With that, Patricia then trod out of the pantry.

The girls exchanged glances before shaking their heads and murmuring in unison, "She's the most brazen person I've ever met."

Nonetheless, they did not continue further as they would be a dead meat if Isaac overheard them. Arnolds Corporation paid them handsomely and losing their job was the last thing they wished for.

Returning to her place, Patricia took a glimpse of the man who was working at his desk. He seemed to be busy with the stack of documents piling around him. He kept perusing them before signing his signature repeatedly.

She pursed her lips before voicing out her curiosity, "President Arnold, am I allowed to get off work on time? Something urgent came up at home."

In actuality, she was missing her sons' cooking and would not want to miss the chance to taste the delectable dishes.