Chapter 60

And from his tone, it seemed like Kimberly didn’t come here. Did I misunderstand?

I cautiously glanced at Reynaldo and asked him, “Is Ms. Palmer… not here?”

Reynaldo chuckled and said, “Who told you she was here?”

“That lady’s car outside…”

“It was bought for you.”

I widened my eyes in disbelief and looked at him, “You… bought it for me?”

“Otherwise, what?”

“But… but I didn’t have the money to give back to you. This car looks expensive, and I still owe you so much money. How am I supposed to repay you like this?”

Reynaldo suddenly took a deep breath. I saw his jawline visibly tense. Oh no, he was going to throw a tantrum again.

I pressed down the shock in my heart and said to him in a pleasing manner, “I know, you see me taking a taxi to and from work every day, it’s very tiring, so you gave me a car, thank you.”

Reynaldo chuckled and sneered. “You’re thinking too much. I just feel that, as my lover, it would make me look stingy if you don’t even have a car.”

I shook my head with a smile. If he was stingy, then there wouldn’t be a generous person in the whole world. I secretly glanced at him and once again felt that this man was really quite good.

Perhaps my smile was too obvious. Reynaldo glanced at me and said coldly, “Eat, and wash the dishes after you finish.”

“Oh, okay.”

Reynaldo made spicy chicken again today. Looking at that dish, I suddenly had a big appetite. Thinking about the breakfast he made, which was also highly praised by his colleagues, I couldn’t help but say to him, “Reynaldo, your cooking skills are really amazing. I tell you, I brought the breakfast you made to the company today, and everyone was fighting to eat it. They all said it was delicious. And our president, he also ate it, and said the breakfast you made was very good. Where did you learn these skills…”

I was speaking enthusiastically when suddenly I noticed Reynaldo’s face darken. I immediately dared not say anything after that. I was very confused. I said these things to praise his cooking skills, but why did he get angry again? I pursed my lips, hung my head, and silently ate my meal, afraid to speak again. This man was unpredictable and not suitable for conversation at all.

Reynaldo fell silent for a moment and then looked at me intently, “Your president, is it Winston?”

I frowned, not understanding why he always associated our company with Winston. I earnestly told him, “No, our company has absolutely no connection with Winston.”

“But the address you mentioned last time…”

I laughed and said, “Well, there are many companies around here. Why don’t you just say that all the CEOs of those companies are Winston?”

Reynaldo stared at me intently, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He said to me in a low voice, “You had better not deceive me.”

I looked at him helplessly and said, “Do you think it’s necessary for me to lie to you about this? Besides, even if the president of our company is Winston, so what? I’m just working for their company, I haven’t done anything with him.”

Reynaldo sneered, “You can try, if you dare to do anything under his control…” He stopped speaking here and didn’t continue, but a hint of dangerous coldness was clearly visible in his narrowed eyes.

A chill ran up my spine unconsciously. I assured him, “Don’t worry, our company’s president is not him, our company has nothing to do with him, and I haven’t met him during this period of time.”

Reynaldo did not speak again. I dared not say anything anymore. This man could easily bore you to death with his talk, and he always liked to get angry for no reason, so it’s better to avoid him.

Reynaldo ate his meal very slowly today. He took forever to finish a bowl of rice, while I had already eaten two bowls. I waited for him to put down the fork, and I quickly got up to clean the dishes, but he unexpectedly snatched them away from my hands.

I was taken aback and said to him, “Didn’t you tell me to finish eating and wash the dishes?”

Reynaldo sneered, “You, a pampered young lady who has never touched dishwater, washing dishes? I’m afraid you’ll drop the plates.”

“You…”

I was about to argue when suddenly a key was thrown at me, saying, “You can go and try the car first.” He finished speaking and then went to the kitchen with his bowl and chopsticks.

I stared at his back in a daze. This man is really hard to figure out.