Put Away Your Cleverness

When he first saw Mr. Fu sitting in the office, attending a video conference while cutting fruits, the scene was simply bizarre and strange.

What surprised him the most was that master neatly arranged the cut fruits and instructed him to deliver them to Miss. Shannon.

Having followed his boss for many years, when had he ever seen him show unique attention to any woman? When had he ever seen a woman possess such unique charm that boss would personally cut fruits for her?

But at this moment, Cynthia's words and actions made him have a significant change of perception.

As a subordinate, he was accustomed to dealing with various rich young ladies and gentlemen, accustomed to the commanding tone and casual orders.

Even if others showed respect towards him, it was merely because his boss was Tristan Ford. However, he could sense that this woman in front of him was different.

Irrelevant to her identity and status, she treated him as an ordinary person, treating him with respect.

After completing the task, Max Ginger returned to the company and hesitated for a moment. He still handed over the investigation he had done to Tristan and said, "Master, would you like to take a look at this?"

Tristan raised his eyelids, and his sharp gaze pierced Max Ginger's eyes like a sword.

Max's heart skipped a beat, and without realizing it, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back. After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously explained, "The outside world has a bad reputation about Miss. Shannon, so I investigate on my own..."

Tristan crushed the investigation materials on Cynthia and casually said, "Put away your cleverness!"

His tone was indifferent, but it carried a chilling intimidation.

In an instant, Max tightened a certain string in his mind. "Yes."

As a subordinate, it was not wrong to speculate on the thoughts of his superior in secret, but he should never overstep Tristan and make decisions on his behalf. That was a major taboo.

However, this Miss. Shannon's reputation was simply notorious. He was worried that it would cause unnecessary trouble and influence on Master

Judging from Master's attitude, Max could guess that those rumors had more or less reached master's ears, but it seemed that master had no intention of investigating their authenticity.

In the quiet office, Tristan suddenly spoke, "I believe in her."

A hint of incredulity flashed through Max's pupils.

In his impression, master had never invested any energy in women, except for this Miss. Shannon.

Now, Master's attitude towards Cynthia fully showed that he was determined to possess her!

Considering that he had followed master for many years without making any mistakes, except for his ill-advised actions regarding Miss. Shannon, Max's mind tensed up.

"You've been delivering her meals on time these days." Tristan said, "Don't let those vulgar words affect her recuperation."

"Yes."

Over the next few days, Max delivered meals to Cynthia on time.

Lily Jonas, who never minded getting involved in other people's business, gave an objective evaluation, "This man is obviously a master."

"What kind of master?" Cynthia looked puzzled at Lily, who was sitting on the sofa, nibbling on an apple.

"A master of testing," Lily said solemnly, "Although he is not by your side, he is always there, observing you. He got you."

Upon hearing her words, Cynthia's brow furrowed intensely.

As the saying goes, one is vulnerable to flattery. Thinking of Tristan's previously undeniable aura of determination, Cynthia truly felt powerless to resist.

She felt that she needed to fulfill her agreement with Old Mrs. Fu as soon as possible, considering it as repaying the favor of these meals, and then they would be even.

Cynthia Shannon took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and opened the chat box with Tristan Ford. She edited a message: "Do you have time today? If Old Mrs. Fu is available, I would like to accompany her for a chat."