“Boss, you have your lunch box too. Why do you want my lunch box?” Mark pointed to the lunch box set aside on top of Lexandro’s executive table.
Lexandro glanced at the food box brought to him by Amara, and his face turned sour. He was looking forward to the food prepared for her by Aloida today.
“Let us eat, Boss. I will share with you this food given by Ms. Jeansen,” Mark said as he walked towards the round coffee table at the corner side of the Chairman’s office. He opened the food box Aloida gave him, and the aroma of the macaroni salad and honey-glazed chicken soothed the nostrils of the two men.
“Are you sure Mark, Aloida gave that to you, or she told you to give that food to me?” Once more Lexandro asked to confirm. He was expecting Aloida to bring him food today.
Mark looked
