Eleanor glanced at the file he had closed seeing her and frowned. She wouldn’t be surprised if it was his financials he trying to hide from her, she thought and shrugged inwardly.
“Yes, Eleanor.” Rickard lifted an eyebrow.
Eleanor stepped in and closed the door on her back. “Mr. Hansen why did you bother arranging my meals, I can take care of myself.”
Rickard narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head. “I can’t take that risk. If you fall ill, you will be taking unnecessary leaves, and then eventually work will suffer which is something I don’t want.”
Not happy with his reply, Eleanor shook her head. “But Mr. Hansen---”
“This discussion is over, Eleanor. Don’t argue with me over again and again. Learn something from Patricia, she never asks, complains, or even comments.” Rickard sa
