Chapter 75 Hard To Date
Arissa did a quick calculation.
“The most pressing thing is to upgrade the company system. It will take a month to do so. The other issues are less time-consuming and can be resolved within half a month. However, I cannot promise anything for research and development. I will need at least three months to come up with a prototype…”
Benjamin strummed his fingers on his folded arms.
Arissa watched him as the atmosphere went silent again.
Once this man stops speaking, the pressure piles on. Thankfully, I face four kids at home every day, so I’m not so scared of him.
Benjamin’s downcast eyes were like unfathomable pools of mystery that in no way betrayed his inner thoughts.
“Mr. Graham…”
Arissa was about to ask him for his decision when the phone on his desk rang.
Shaun was calling.
Benjamin gestured at her to take a seat and picked up the call.
“Are they out?”
Arissa sat down accordingly and waited for him to conclude the call.
“Benjamin, the result is out. The two are not related by blood.”
An icy look flitted across Benjamin’s eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at Arissa.
She felt a little puzzled. Why is he looking at me like that? It’s so weird.
“I got it!”
Benjamin hung up the call and furrowed his brows. The chilly aura that emanated from him dropped by several degrees further.
He said indifferently, “Get back to work.”
“Yes, Mr. Graham. I’ll take my leave now.” Arissa got up to leave.
Not understanding the reason behind his change of attitude, she nodded at a friendly-looking Kingsley and walked out of the room.
Kingsley smirked. “Beautiful, I don’t know your name yet. Mine’s Kingsley!”
Arissa nodded. “Arissa here.”
Kingsley was no stranger to her. After all, he was a media darling. It was difficult not to recognize him.
Watching her walk out of the room, Kingsley quickly got up and caught up with her. “How about a lunch together?”
When he felt the sharp gaze that pierced him from behind, he curled his lips in a devious smile.
“Sorry. I’ve made arrangements with my department’s colleagues.”
Arissa turned him down with a smile. After another polite nod, she headed for the elevator.
Kingsley sighed. “It’s so hard to ask beautiful women to go on a date.”
He turned and met a certain penetrating gaze before laughing slyly.
“Where did you find this charmer? She looks kind of familiar!”
“If there’s nothing else, you can get lost now!”
Benjamin sent him packing with a cold-eyed look.
Kingsley twitched the corners of his lips and went up to Benjamin. “Boss, did you chase me away earlier just to see this beauty called Arissa? Are you worried I’ll snatch her away from you?”
A dark cloud loomed over Benjamin’s handsome countenance as his chilly gaze swept over Kingsley.
Kingsley chortled.
“It’s nearly noon. Let’s head out for a meal together. I’ll make reservations!”
Benjamin did not acknowledge his request.
He took a look at the documents and was reminded of the result that Shaun had mentioned. A deep disappointment welled from the bottom of his heart.
Just then, Ethen came in to follow up on the matter with Benjamin. Seeing Kingsley’s presence, he hesitated for a moment before he spoke.
“Mr. Graham, the result is out on Mr. Bailey’s side…”
“I know,” replied Benjamin expressionlessly.
Ethen glanced at Benjamin. He was also fairly curious about whose DNA samples Benjamin had sent for testing.
Nonetheless, Benjamin did not speak further on the topic.
Kingsley looked at the two men before resting his gaze on Benjamin again. “The child’s not yours?”
Benjamin stared at Kingsley viciously.
“Are you looking for a thrashing, Kingsley?”
Kingsley nearly jumped out of his skin.
In his heart, Ethen sent Kingsley his condolences.
However, Kingsley walked over to Ethen and swung his arm over the latter’s shoulder in a brotherly manner.
“Hey! Does your boss have another illegitimate child? What does he look like?”
The corners of Ethen’s mouth twitched. Isn’t it a bad idea to gossip about Mr. Graham in his face?
He denied, “I don’t think there is.”
Back then, he had waited in the study for a while before Benjamin arrived with a lock of hair. If he was not mistaken, the hair belonged to Gavin.
In the same envelope, there was also a strand of hair that belonged to a woman.
