Chapter 785 Seafood Feast

After all, an image is something you can't mess around with; it has to be kept up. It's especially not something like that; it's even more important not to be noticed; otherwise, how embarrassing. With that in mind, Amber pursed her lips again. Over there, Jared arrived at the office door, grabbed the handle and turned it, unlocking the door. The person outside the door was indeed Ben. Ben smiled respectfully at Jared when he saw him and then lifted the oversized food box in his hand, "Mr. Farrell, your and Miss Reed's lunch has arrived." Jared had now put away his excellent mood and faced Ben with another grim, dark face. He gave Ben a cold sweep and said in an impatient voice, "Why are you so late?" If this man had come a little earlier, he would not have interrupted him and Amber. But this man had come not too early, not too late, just in time to spoil his day. How could he make him look good? Ben saw Jared snapping at him, while he was confused, blinking with a dumbfound