Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 57: How Could Kenneth Shawn Be Here?

The lines on her forehead deepened as she hesitated. After a few seconds, she bit her lower lip and

said, "I'm sorry I haven't decided yet."

She really didn't know what to do. With Osmond she had never been able to feel that feeling she felt

with Kenneth.

Seriously speaking, she really enjoyed being with him; but, for so long, she had never felt anything

towards him which would make her want to be more than friends.

Osmond, who had been looking at her sideways, turned to look at the front again. His eyes darkened

but his smile was still soft and gentle. "It's OK. I can wait. As long as you don't reject me, I still have the

chance."

Rachel looked at him gratefully but at the same time, her guilt increases. She felt like she had to decide

soon. She couldn't keep him waiting in hopes of a chance and waste his time.

After finishing the hospital procedures, Osmond went out to buy food. Rachel was in the ward with

Monica and her mother when she suddenly received a call from Mr. Johnson.

"Hello, Mr. Johnson!"

"Rachel, did you discuss with Mr. Ogden the other day?"

"Well, yeah, a bit. I am sorry. I couldn’t really introduce our company to him a bit better."

She had also lost the phone number that she got with such difficulty.

Johnson didn’t mind at all, he smiled into the phone and said lightly, "It's OK. His secretary sent me an

invitation just now. We will be meeting in the afternoon. He asked me take you with me. If it’s fine with

you, can you come here now? "

“…”

Right Now?

Rachel turned around and looked at her mother, who was still receiving an IV drip, then asked him,

"Did he mention to bring me along?"

"Yeah." He answered. In fact, he too found it a bit strange that Ogden Reed still remembered her.

Rachel sighed.

Mr. Johnson, noticing her behavior, said, "Is it hard for you to leave right now? Should I tell them you

can’t be there?"

After all, it is a last-minute invitation, and he is not a boss who likes to force others, especially on

weekends.

"No, I’ll manage, please send me the address and time. I'll be there as soon as I'm ready." Rachel still

did not refuse.

As a company manager, it is her duty to prioritize the company's interests first. Besides, Mr. Johnson is Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

a considerate boss. She didn’t want to make things difficult for him.

"Hmm, okay, let me know when you leave. You can be rest assured that this year’s bonus will be a big

one."

Rachel smiled at the mention of money, "Thank you very much."

God! She's really has no integrity in front of money.

After hanging up the phone, she went to the nurse to explain a few things. When she came back, she

saw that Osmond had arrived.

"Rachel! Come and eat."

Rachel walked over, and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, Osmond, just received a call from work, my boss

needs me to be there. There are some urgent matters to deal with."

Osmond’s expressions showed no change except a slight accidental surprise. He simply asked, "Do

you have to go now? You've been busy since morning and didn’t even have lunch yet. No matter how

busy you are, you should pay attention to your health. "

Theresa was dissatisfied and complained, "Doesn't your boss know it's the weekend? Why do you

have to work overtime every day and then even on the weekends? Didn’t you tell him that my leg is

injured and you need to stay with me? "

Rachel and Osmond looked at each other, both at a loss, "Mom, you know you are the most important

person in my life. Don’t worry, I have told the nurse that I have to go, I’ll be quick with work and come

back as soon as I can."

Osmond also smiled, patting Monica’s head, he said, "I have nothing to do in the afternoon. I’ll stay

here with Monica to accompany you."

Rachel turned to look at him, embarrassed, "Osmond, it’s alright, you don’t need to do that. If you have

something to do, don’t put it off to stay here. I have already told the nurse; she’s checking in on Mom."

"What do you mean there’s no need for him to stay? He is welcome; I want to talk to him. He loves me

more than you!” Theresa was displeased with her again and urged her angrily, "You, hurry up, eat and

go. Don't make your boss wait. "

After eating a bit, Rachel was as good as expelled from the hospital by her mother.

First, she went home and changed her clothes, and then she drove to the decided hotel.

At around 3 p.m., Rachel met Mr. Johnson and Ogden Reed at the hotel.

In the antique private meeting room, both men were sitting on the ground, drinking tea and alcohol,

next to them the smoke is rising in curls from the incense burner.

In the room, in addition to Mr. Johnson and Ogden, there was a woman, most probably a secretary,

sitting up-right behind Ogden.

Chatting away happily, Mr. Johnson saw her enter and took the initiative in greeting her, “Rachel! Come

sit."

Rachel put on the professional-looking serious face, went over and respectfully nodded to both of them,

"Mr. Johnson, Mr. Ogden."

The handsome man calmly put down his cup and looked up at her with a slight smile. "Miss Lewis, I

thought you would call me that day after the party. But I guess I overestimated my charm."

Rachel was embarrassed and forced out a smile. "Oh no, I was just afraid that you’d be busy and I

wanted to prepare everything before I invited you formally."

She lost the phone number. How could she invite without the number?

“Come, sit down." Ogden looked at her with a warm expression.

The secretary offered her a floor cushion.

"Thank you."

With some difficulty, Rachel knelt and sat down, but she was not used to this kind of sitting posture. In

addition, she was several months pregnant and her huge belly was not helping the situation. As soon

as she sat down, she tilted to one side, almost rolling off the cushion.

Ogden quickly helped her, his big hand gripping her shoulder steadily. He smiled, "Be careful. Would a

stool be more comfortable to sit on?"

Rachel quickly straightened herself and sat properly, shaking her head in embarrassment, "No, no, no,

it’s fine. I’m OK like this."

"Don't be nervous." Ogden poured her a small cup of tea. His dark eyes were quiet and deep, "You can

continue what you were saying the last time."

Rachel blushed and bowed her head. "Last time, I was just trying to play big, today I dare not make a

fool of myself in front of you and Mr. Johnson. I'm here to learn today; I’ll just listen carefully. "

"Indeed, there are three veteran businessmen here today. It would be hard for you to talk."

Rachel smiled dryly, but then she paused, “Three?"

She glanced at Ogden’s secretary, a very young and beautiful woman.

Ogden smiled and picked up his cup and placed it under the tip of his node, sniffing the aroma,

"There's another one who hasn't arrived yet. He’s late; must be punished."

Rachel nodded, understanding. Suddenly, she felt there was someone behind her. She looked around

subconsciously, and then froze.

In front of her was the tall figure and beautifully perfect face of none other than Kenneth Shawn.

Rachel’s expressions were not good.

How could Kenneth Shawn be here?

Does he know Ogden Reed too?

Of course, they know each other. They are all business tycoons with huge companies. It's not

surprising that they know each other.