Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 454 - 452 Love Rival? Friendly Exchange, Cordial Greetings (2 more updates)

Chapter 454: 452 Love Rival? Friendly Exchange, Cordial Greetings (2 more updates)

Tim Payne pressed his lips against hers, not deepening the kiss, just pressing firmly was enough to make her heart race.

Cressida Jones’ heart was racing, her face turning a deep red.

It was just a gentle kiss, and when Tim Payne slightly pulled back, his forehead lightly touching hers, he asked, "Do you have plans tonight?"

"No."

"You still owe me a few meals."

"I remember. If I finish work early, I’ll ask you out for dinner."

"Alright."

After Cressida got out of the car, she still felt her body surging with blood and her heart racing.

Just then, Assistant Law came back holding coffee, intending to pass a cup to her, but she ran off quickly, causing him to frown deeply and said suspiciously to the boss, "What’s with Miss Jones? She seems odd."

"What’s odd?" Tim Payne took the coffee and took a sip.

"Just..." Assistant Law also opened his coffee, "It feels like, she’s not as calm and composed as usual."

"It’s because I confessed to her."

Assistant Law, who was drinking coffee, couldn’t hold back and almost spat it out!

In disbelief, he looked at his boss, "When did this happen? How come I didn’t know?"

"Junior President Payne, you really do big things silently."

"Just the other time you said you didn’t like her, and now you’ve confessed. How did she react, did she accept you?"

Tim Payne fiddled with his coffee cup, "She didn’t accept, but she didn’t reject either."

"She definitely likes you." Assistant Law stated confidently.

"How do you know?"

"Observing her style, she handled Beckett Jeans with such indifference, merciless in dealing with his matters. With her personality, if she didn’t like you, she would have said it on the spot."

Tim Payne, sipping his coffee, couldn’t help but smirk a bit at his words.

"Assistant Law."

Assistant Law responded.

"When was the last time you got a raise?"

"Two years ago."

"I’ll give you another raise this year."

Upon hearing this, Assistant Law instantly became joyful.

In the past, when the boss met Mr. Hale, Assistant Law had seen Zac Cruz and discussed work with him. Zac Cruz said that good days begin after getting a ’boss lady’.

So this...

This is what life with a ’boss lady’ is like!

**

After arriving at the office, Tim Payne kept looking at his phone, making Assistant Law speechless. Although work had just started and it wasn’t very busy, you have been staring at the phone all morning.

They hadn’t even started dating yet, and work was already being neglected. How would it be if they actually got together and got married?

Has the boss really never been in love...

Behaving like a young, inexperienced boy.

Not steady at all!

Especially when the phone vibrates, he can’t wait to pick it up, afraid of missing a message from Miss Jones.

Tim Payne wanted to find a good restaurant and simply made a call to Finn Hale.

Finn Hale, who runs his own independent studio, resumed work only after the Lantern Festival. He was helping his father in the vegetable garden when Tim Payne called, surprised, "How unusual for you to call me?"

"Which restaurant in Capital City is good?"

"Is it a date?"

"Mm-hm."

"The stubborn ’duck’ finally loosened up?"

"..."

Despite the teasing, Finn Hale still recommended a few good restaurants to him and casually asked, "So you’re confirming the relationship to start dating?"

"Not yet, just confessed."

"Oh... so it’s still unofficial."

Finn’s tone was very annoying.

Tim Payne took a deep breath, vowing to play the villain when his sister comes back to Capital City, badmouthing someone who completely disregarded him as a senior brother.

——

When Cressida Jones arrived at the flower shop, her staff were initially worried about her state because the news about Marigold Jones being kicked by a horse had already spread. They were concerned about their boss, but... her state was excellent.

Despite the sore legs and slight difficulty moving, a faint smile lingered on her lips.

What good thing happened to her?

However, they didn’t expect that in the evening, Beckett Jeans would show up.

"Why are you here?" Cressida frowned, "Wasn’t yesterday’s beating enough?"

"No, no..." Beckett was scared of her, not daring to mess up again, "Actually, my mother wants to invite you for a meal."

"There’s no need."

"It was just a moment of confusion last time, I assure there won’t be a next time. Although we cannot be husband and wife, we’ve known each other for so long, we could be friends, right? From now on, can I consider you as my sister?"

Cressida Jones was speechless.

Sister?

Who would want such a scumbag as a brother?

"I’m serious!" Beckett Jeans swore, "I will prove it to you with my actions!"

Cressida Jones remained silent. Beckett Jeans, having nothing else to do, started doing odd jobs in the flower shop, seemingly having an epiphany after getting beaten up yesterday.

Beckett Jeans wanted to stay as far away from her as possible, but his mother disagreed.

She said that even if they couldn’t be a couple, he should still cultivate a good relationship with her.

So he shamelessly came over.

At that moment, the phone in the shop rang for a flower order, and the staff couldn’t stop smiling, "Cressida, someone ordered all our remaining flowers to make a big floral tube, they’ve paid a deposit, and they’ll notify us later about the delivery location."

"Got it."

Because of this, Cressida Jones ended the business day early.

Creating the giant floral tube was time-consuming, and once it was nearly complete, she left the remaining packaging and decoration work to other staff members.

"This flower isn’t easy to deliver, I’m worried the couriers might refuse the order." The staff frowned, the floral tube standing at about one meter sixty-seven.

It was in Monet style, truly beautiful.

"I’ll deliver it!" Beckett Jeans volunteered eagerly.

"Can you handle it?" Cressida Jones frowned, always feeling like he was unreliable.

"I’ll find a truck to transport it, and I guarantee it won’t be damaged."

"Cressida, I’ll accompany it all the way," another staff member joked, understanding the value of this floral tube. If it was even slightly damaged, the client would certainly be displeased.

Only then did Cressida Jones feel relieved, changed her clothes, and left for her appointment.

Beckett Jeans frowned and asked the flower shop staff, "Why is she rushing off like that?"

"She might be going home to spend time with her grandma."

Beckett Jeans nodded and arranged for a small truck.

About half an hour later, he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

As he and the flower shop staff carried the flowers to the client’s provided address, they were instructed to take it to a private room in one of the best hotels in Capital City. The top floor had an amazing night view and had been reserved.

He was still wondering:

Who would go such lengths to please their companion by booking the entire top floor?

The moment the door opened, he was dumbfounded.

Because...

Cressida Jones was inside.

And sitting opposite her,

was surprisingly Tim Payne!

He must be seeing things, how could they be together?

Not until the flower shop staff exclaimed in surprise, "Cressida?"

Cressida Jones turned around, and the moment their eyes met, Beckett Jeans was stunned.

Especially when his gaze met Tim Payne’s. His expression was cold, his eyes scrutinizing with a sharp look that also seemed to carry a warning, making his legs go weak.

"Did you order this flower?" Cressida Jones ignored Beckett Jeans and looked at Tim Payne.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I wanted to give you flowers and wanted you to finish work early."

When Tim Payne came up to Beckett Jeans to sign for the flowers, he glanced at him with a smile in his eyes and said, "Young Master Jeans, long time no see."

"Ju-Junior President Payne..." Beckett Jeans stammered.

"What happened yesterday at the racetrack, I saw everything through the surveillance. Young Master Jeans, you are quite bold to mess with my people," Tim mentioned yesterday’s incident that he had heard from his uncle.

He had just been too busy confessing to Cressida Jones and had almost forgotten about Beckett Jeans.

"Do you remember the incident with the Wells Family last year? If there is a next time, I assure you that you will disappear from Capital City just like Ryan Wells."

The Wells Family?

Beckett Jeans was scared out of his wits.

It was said that Ryan Wells had crossed Zoe Payne and then suddenly vanished without a trace; there were rumors he was sent to some remote country to mine.

He almost wanted to cry.

His people?

Cressida Jones had kept it too hidden.

"What are you two talking about?" Cressida Jones looked at Beckett Jeans’s pale face.

"I said, since it’s a rare encounter, I invited Young Master Jeans to join us for dinner," Tim Payne said smilingly, but his look clearly meant:

If you dare stay for dinner, I will have your life!

Not in a hundred lifetimes would Beckett Jeans dare to stay.

Man,

Better run!

Seeing him running off hastily, Cressida Jones turned to Tim Payne, "What did you say to him?"

"Nothing much, just a friendly greeting. We had a nice chat for a moment."