Sweet Sweet Love

Chapter 169 Peeking At Him

Aron was not reconciled. What he had done did not cause any harm to Austin's company. He was the one who suffered the most.

How could he swallow his anger? Yolande bullied the kind-hearted and innocent Sunny, and now let Austin oppose him. It was obvious that she had no good intention.

The man couldn't help clenching his fists. Blue veins stood out on his forehead. His fingers were too hard, and his bones were pale.

"Honey... Honey, are you okay? "

Seeing such an angry Aron, Sunny pretended to be scared and looked at him nervously.

"Honey... Honey, don't scare me. Waah... Waah... " Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

He raised his white arm and wiped his tears. His beautiful eyes were full of fear and uneasiness. Aron felt sorry for him and frightened the thin, worried and kind-hearted woman in front of him.

He stretched his fingers and relaxed his body. He walked over and gently held the woman in his arms. He gently stroked her head and said in a gentle tone.

"Honey, don't be afraid. It has nothing to do with you."

"Yes, honey."

Her soft body fell into his arms, and her heart was filled with joy. The more Aron hated Yolande and Austin, the happier she was.

"Honey, I'm afraid. I don't dare to go out for a week. I'm afraid that my sister will really send someone to kill me."

Her voice was trembling and full of infinite fear. Sunny thought to herself, 'my excellent acting skill is unparalleled.'

"Don't be afraid. She dares!"

Aron was a little worried that if Austin was bewitched by Yolande and asked him to send someone to kill Sunny.

"Well, that's true. Be more careful in the future."

Sunny held Aron even tighter, "honey, don't leave me."

"Silly girl, how could I leave you?"

After comforting Sunny, Aron asked a servant to clean up the broken glass in the living room, in case of hurting Sunny. The servant carefully cleaned the room. Sitting on the sofa and eating an apple, Sunny looked happy.

"It's not clean here."

"Yes, Mrs. Sunny, I'm scanning."

The servant was very respectful. Sunny glared at the servant and then began to eat the apple.

"Honey, have an apple."

Sunny handed a round and red apple to Aron. He took it and smiled.

"Thank you, Sunny."

Sunny sensed that Aron was absent-minded. As far as she knew, he wouldn't let it go so easily. He must be thinking of other ways to deal with Austin and Yolande, and she just waited to see a good

show.

Aron took a gentle look at the lovely woman next to him, put his arms around her shoulders, and took a bite of the apple that Sunny gave him. He was thinking about how to take revenge on Austin and Yolande.

Austin and Yolande must be laughing at him behind his back. He must let those two people know that he was not a coward. Helplessly, Aron could only ask Brian for help. After all, Brian was his brother, and he should not refuse.

Wearing a black suit, Yolande appeared in the morning meeting room of the company. Her thin figure was wrapped in the black suit, petite and chic, making her more graceful.

Wearing high heels, Yolande rushed to the meeting room with documents in her arms. She looked around and found that everyone was here, but she was unexpectedly late. She was very upset.

She looked at someone. Austin was sitting at the top of the table, looking down at something. Yolande heaved a sigh of relief and closed the door gently.

"Sorry, I'm late," she bowed slightly.

"Tell everyone that our CFO, Yolande, is responsible for the cooperative project of Mr. Ben this time."

Everyone applauded. Yolande quickly walked into her seat and sat down, with a professional smile on her face.

"Thank you for your company's training. If there is anything that you don't understand, Yolande is a newcomer to the workplace. Please give me more advice."

"Mrs. Yolande, , you are too modest."

"Okay, let's have a formal meeting."

"Everyone is working hard this month. Our company's performance is rising every month. Everyone's performance is excellent."

Yolande opened the file and read it line by line. Sparing one ear, she listened to the long speech of Austin. She was afraid that she would miss something important.

She glanced at Austin' cold face. It was serious and serious. There was no tenderness or playful smile on his face.

In the eyes of the employees of the company, Austin was a domineering president. Although he was not as cold as Aron, he was cold and serious about work. He was serious about arranging work tasks in the meeting.

In the eyes of the company, Mr. Austin was kind-hearted, introverted, quiet, cold and alienated.

"CFO, what are you looking at if you don't have a good meeting?"

The man's voice sounded sullen. Yolande shivered and quickly looked away. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack on the ground to drill in. She was actually looking at the handsome man during the meeting. This man was not someone else, the dignified Mr. Austin.

"No... No. "

She looked down at the documents in her hand in a hurry, and everyone smiled warmly. Mr. Austin and Mrs. Yolande had always been in love, and everyone in the company knew that during working hours, Mrs. Yolande was attracted by the handsome face of Mr. Austin, so she couldn't help peeping at him. It could be seen that they really loved each other.

Austin glanced at the woman indifferently and turned his attention to the meeting room. "The funds for the project have been withdrawn. Several customers have specifically used our products and you can't make mistakes."

The man took a look at the woman on the opposite side, looked away and continued to explain.

"If there is nothing else, let's end the meeting."

The meeting was finally over. Yolande breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up to pack up the documents on the table, and slipped out of the meeting room with the documents under her arm.

Yolande was very happy that she could show off her skills in work again. Austin thought highly of her working ability and handed over the project to her. Her sense of value in work became more and more. Now she had long been away from the self-abased and unconfident self.

Yolande was getting busier and busier. She was responsible for the financial analysis and calculation of the project, the complicated financial statements and the capital flow of the project.

"I trust you," Austin said sincerely.

Yolande was reading a pile of documents, staring at the ink handwriting on the paper.

"Well, what did you say?"