All Chapters of A Key to the CEO's Heart: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Twelve thirty on Monday afternoon, every restaurant and cafe are occupied with people, except for this Mexican restaurant called Dominguez Cuisine. The full glass walls of Dominguez Cuisine not only create an inside out situation to the users, they maximize the optical penetration to the highest possibility, allowing the interior of the restaurant to be completely unveiled to everyone who is looking in from the outside. Dominguez Cuisine seems so different from those traditional Mexican restaurants. The glass walls bring the natural sunlight into the space. The color of the sky and the clouds reflects on the surface of the glass walls, glass tables, picture frames, ceramic vase, and other decorations. They are so beautiful, they are all transparent, white or sky blue. The re

“Jamie.” hence, I propose, “You’ve been talking about your company. Why don’t you talk about yourself?” Unexpectedly, Jamie chuckles, shyly, “Come to think about it, I rarely talk about myself. I won’t know where to start.” Well, for that, I can testify. Recalling a few of the rear scenes when he talked about himself, which I know just a little well, I suggest. “Anything will do. We can talk about your favorite cartoon character.” for example, “I like Marie from the Aristocats, a lot.” As expected, Jamie’s expression turns bright, his eyes bend like crescents, “Really?

“I can’t believe I ate that.” sulkily, I whined. While Victor just carries on with a light chuckle. He then suddenly mentions, “About earlier, that meet up between Jamie and Henry Nosrevi.” I put another piece of cucumber inside my mouth, “What about that?” Victor asks, “Didn’t you see that?” I take a second to ponder, and, “What?” I hear Victor scoffing so hard over my words, “Seriously, Henry?” then, with a rather high pitched voice, he abruptly yells at me, “I see fireworks!” 

If you have ever wondered, there are various types of things that you can do in front of your office building. Parking your car or being dropped off; meeting up with your colleagues for a breakfast outside; running into an old friend who is working nearby; bringing someone into the lobby because he or she is looking for their family who works here; helping somebody to pick up something they dropped; or searching for something they lost earlier, with a cup of cantaloupe-berries juice, a ristretto and a lasagna in hands, without any help. “Shit. Where is it?” Under the hot morning sun in front of the office building, I crane my neck and bend my waist, I walk front and back in my high heels, like a turkey, looking for a pink flower wallet. I remember I stopped the c

The time is twelve in the afternoon. Most of the people are walking out of the office building to satisfy their starving selves. It is rare, but Jamie is somehow included in the crowd. To be specific, Jamie is out on a private lunch appointment where he does not need me with him. Since so, I am successfully acquired with the only material I needed today for a hostage rescue mission——time, plenty of it. I am usually allowed to take an hour for lunch, hence, I will have enough time for this; thanks to Justin, I have a clear idea about its current location. Nothing is left to be concerned, I am ready to carry out as planned——make sure t