Domineering Love
Chapter 575 - 574: A Little Regret

Chapter 575: Chapter 574: A Little Regret

Suddenly, she felt someone approaching her.

Footsteps slowly drew near, and someone came to her side.

Cherish Turner looked up suspiciously and saw Yannis Griffith’s handsome face with an anxious expression. She suddenly found that she could still smile. "Hi."

Yannis Griffith had run to the company and found out that she had resigned. He thought she would only go home, so he came here immediately. As soon as he entered the neighborhood, he saw her from afar, sitting on the swing set, and smiling at the children. That smile was so gentle and full of longing, shining brightly, making him feel distant and steadfast.

Yannis Griffith squatted down in front of her, looked at her and said, "Don’t hold onto that umbrella anymore. Don’t you feel cold in the rain all the time?"

Cherish Turner laughed and said, "Everyone tells me that there will be no result between us, and we won’t end up together. In fact, I’m already prepared for it. Maybe we’ll separate tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow will be the end. I’ve always told myself that I don’t dare to hope or ask for it. They say I’m stupid, and I admit it. But I don’t regret it, Yannis, I don’t regret it... I..."

Yannis Griffith stretched out his hand and hugged her.

While Cherish was speaking, her eyes suddenly turned red, "I just feel a little regret, just a little bit."

That person who could accompany him to the end, if it was not her, she felt a little regret.

That’s it.

Griffith’s had been uneasy lately.

William Griffith had always been known for his ruthlessness, but these days, he had become a tyrant. This inevitably reminded people of Yannis Griffith. For a time, when Second Young Master Griffith was in charge of Griffith’s, the weather was unpredictable, and the supervisors and managers were always trembling before entering the office, as if walking on thin ice, and had to be psychologically prepared to respond.

"Is this what you call the best solution?" In the quiet office, a cold and eerie male voice suddenly sounded.

The manager shuddered and swallowed, "Yes... yes, President Griffith."

"Recalibrate, I want a maximum profit of 20 percent!" He flicked his wrist, and the documents glided across the table, almost falling to the floor.

Twenty percent? It’s almost impossible to achieve!

The manager was stunned and hurriedly caught the documents, "President Griffith, this..."

"If you can’t do it, you don’t need to show up in front of me, just go directly to the HR department." The man lowered his eyes, with both hands resting on the chair arms and folded across his chest, "You only need to tell me if it’s possible or not."

The manager braced himself and replied, "It’s possible."

"Get out."

The manager didn’t dare to linger, and, as if granted a pardon, immediately turned and left.

As soon as the manager left, the assistant knocked on the door and entered, "President Griffith, your coffee."

Immediately, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in front of him.

William Griffith stared at the coffee, the tendrils of white smoke releasing a pleasant aroma.

The assistant was about to leave when he snapped, "Stop!"

The assistant stiffened, looking at him puzzledly. She saw his gorgeous side profile, solemn and serious, with sharp lines defined by light and shadow. She hurriedly picked up the cup of coffee, and heard him interrogate,

"Who taught you to make this coffee? Don’t you understand that I only want black coffee?" William Griffith said coldly.

"I understand now, I’m sorry, President Griffith." The assistant became flustered right away. She had heard Second Young Master Griffith compliment Cherish Turner’s coffee making skills before, so she had called her and asked about it. Cherish had told her how to make it, and since she had been William Griffith’s secretary before, the assistant had made the coffee the same way.

She hadn’t expected to be reprimanded instead!