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Chapter 12 Do You Need My Help
Chapter 12 Do You Need My Help
Chapter 12 Do You Need My Help?
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
They were startled by Natalie's intimate tone.
The people who had been very hungry and depressed all sat up straight, and their expressions varied.
Some were shocked, some were puzzled, and some were curious.
Anyway, they were not hungry anymore, for they were now eager to know how Kendrick would react.
The person in charge of the meeting was so scared that he even wanted to throw the mobile phone
out, but he did not dare. He braced himself to look up at Kendrick with trepidation, thinking that he
might be fired tomorrow.
Kendrick frowned slightly and reached out to signal the assistant to give him the mobile phone.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
Natalie asked again because there was no response on the phone.
Kendrick took the phone, glanced at the faces of the group executives sitting at the table, who failed to
manage their expressions well, and said slowly, "OK. The meeting has just ended. Wait a moment."
"That's a long meeting. It must have been a hard day for you. I'll wait for you. Be careful on the way!"
In the others' ears, Natalie's voice was clear, and her tone was cheerful.
They all thought it sounded like a little girl.
They all looked up and braced themselves to stare at Kendrick's face. Then they saw him smile slightly
as he said "Okay" on the phone.
After hanging up, Kendrick said, "It's already late. The meeting is over. Go back to dinner."
After saying that, he took the lead to leave the conference room.
As soon as Kendrick left, the conference room was filled with voices. Eva Perry, the head of the
channel market center, stood up from the chair and said, "When did Mr. Ramsey get married? Why
don't we know anything?"
Normally, Kendrick's news was the first to be known by the channel marketing center because they
were in charge of publicity and public relations.
"I don't know, and no one knows, but the voice we heard just now sounded very young. Could it be that
Mrs. Ramsey is only eighteen years old?"
"Definitely not. Mr. Ramsey still has a moral bottom line."
"Why haven't you hurried to eat? Anyway, thanks to Mrs. Ramsey, or we will still be in a meeting now."
"That's true. I hope Mrs. Ramsey can remind her husband to go home for dinner on time every day."
The group executives in the conference room were not the only ones in a mixed and shocked mood.
In the small group chat of the president's office, Nigel was now being crazily mentioned.
[Nigel, when did Mr. Ramsey get married? Why is there no news? Do you know that?]
[Nigel must know. He just doesn't tell us. I'm hurt!]
[I heard that Mrs. Ramsey is only 18 years old and has just graduated from high school. Is it true? I'm
really shocked! I don't expect Mr. Ramsey to be such a person!!]
Nigel was out to deal with the development project in West Goldburg. As soon as he got into his car, he
was startled by the frantic messages popping up on his mobile phone. He clicked into the group chat
and when he saw those messages, he patted his head, wondering in shock what had happened.
After figuring it out, he hurriedly sent a message. [Nigel: Mrs. Ramsey is not eighteen, but twenty-two.
Don't spread false information.]
The group chat went crazy again.
[Do you have any pictures? Show me, and I'll treat you to coffee.]
[Forget about coffee. Just help him get a girlfriend!]
[Nigel: I don't have any pictures! Don't think about it. If Mr. Ramsey knows it, all your year-end bonus Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.
will be cleared.]
The group chat fell silent immediately. Then they began to send various emojis.
Seeing that, Nigel felt really tired.
...
Natalie had no idea that her phone call had aroused so much curiosity.
She was sitting on the sofa, watching TV with a pillow in her arms, and waiting for Kendrick to come
back to eat together.
However, while watching TV, she fell asleep.
Suddenly, a voice came from the door.
Natalie woke up and saw Baron pushing Kendrick in. She quickly got up from the sofa, ran over, and
said, "You're finally back."
"There was a traffic jam. You must wait for a long time."
"No." Natalie shook her head and pushed him to the dinner table. "Let's have dinner."
"Don't wait for me next time. It will delay your time," said Kendrick.
"It won't!" Natalie sat down and took the tableware for him. "It's no trouble waiting for you." She paused
for a second and then said in confusion, "But I really don't understand why there was still a meeting at
7 p. m. It should be the time for dinner. In the past, I hated attending meetings the most when it was
about time to eat."
As soon as she had finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong.
She suddenly reacted that Kendrick was the one who still held a meeting at 7 p. m.
Natalie couldn't help but think, "I seem to have said something wrong.
Sorry, please forgive me for not knowing the working hours of a company's president."
"I will pay attention to this." After thinking for a while, Kendrick nodded and agreed. "I will control my
schedule in the future."
"Then if you can't come back in time, can you tell me in advance?"
The request sounded very reasonable to Natalie.
However, no one dared to make any demands on Kendrick except Seth.
Kendrick did not answer immediately.
Natalie looked at him.
She thought, "Will he feel annoyed at my request?"
"I will let Nigel synchronize my schedule with you. If you have any requests, let him adjust the
schedule," said Kendrick slowly.
Natalie was kind of speechless.
She said to herself in her heart, "He's really straightforward.
How could he say such words?"
She tightened the grip on her fork and said, "If I want to meet you or have dinner with you, I have to
make an appointment with you so that I can add my name to your schedule and stagger the time with
those businessmen who want to see you. Is that right?"
It sounded like nothing was wrong.
After all, anyone who wanted to see Kendrick had to make an appointment in advance.
However, Natalie was his legal wife, but not a business partner. Therefore, she really didn't want to be
the same as the other people. She wanted to be a little special in Kendrick's heart.
Suddenly, Natalie seemed to be a little unhappy.
Kendrick noticed that in time and said tentatively, "Well, what about asking Nigel..."
"Can't I tell you directly?"
"Of course you can!" Kendrick nodded. "Send me a message if you need something. I will reply to you
when I see it."
Seeing that she was still a little angry, Kendrick sliced a pork chop for her and said, "No one bothers us
today. Eat more meat."
Natalie couldn't help laughing.
She instantly reacted that Kendrick still remembered what had happened yesterday.
"You should also eat more." Natalie severed him some dishes, and soon, Kendrick's plate was piled up
high.
Kendrick smiled helplessly. "That's enough. I can't eat so much."
Natalie immediately took a sparerib from his plate and placed it on her own. Then she said, "Now, I
have as much food as you."
Seeing that, Kendrick couldn't help but think, "She was still a little angry one second ago, but now she's
eating spareribs happily.
Is this what a woman is like?
Well, it seems to be not a bad thing."
...
After dinner, Kendrick returned to his room.
It was hot inside the room, and Kendrick unbuttoned his shirt unhurriedly with his slender fingers.
When he was about to take off his shirt, there was a knock at the door.
Kendrick thought it was Baron, so he didn't mind it and said, "Come in." Meanwhile, he took off his shirt
and threw it on the bed.
The door was pushed open.
Natalie came in and saw that Kendrick had taken off his shirt, and his upper body with clear texture
was exposed in front of her.
His abdominal muscles were refined, and the muscle lines were clear.
He was not of a very robust build, but the shape of his muscles was perfect.
Natalie was a little surprised. After all, Kendrick looked rather slim in his shirt, so she did not expect him
to look so strong when he took it off.
She suspected that he exercised regularly.
As she was already in, Natalie felt that it would be a little awkward to leave the room.
Therefore, she hurriedly said, "Do you want to take a bath? Do you need my help?"
Rarely, the muscles on the corners of Kendrick's forehead bulged, and he stuck the tip of his tongue
against his back teeth. After a long time, he asked, "How are you going to help me?"