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Cupid’s Arrow Hit On Me by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 161
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Surprised, the few CEOs immediately asked Josh, “Mr. Bucham, does Mr. York have someone he likes? Do you know who the lucky girl is?” Fancy that. Even Zachary had a shot at love. The probability was slim to none.

“Shh... You gotta keep it a secret or Mr. York will reproach me for being nosy and a blabbermouth. Mr. York hasn't f allen in love yet. He's merely a bit interested in the girl. Judging by his cha racter, Mr. York will tell the whole world once he's fallen head over heels with a girl.” Mr. York would put the word out there so admirers like Elisa would not hara*s him.

The CEOs nodded their heads.

It was good enough for them to find out that Mr. York was intereste din girls. It got one of the CEOs thinking as he had a daughter wh © had reached marrying age.

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Since Mr. York was a straight guy, the CEO intended to bring his d aughter along to observe during business discussions at York Cor poration. Who knows? His daughter might catch Mr. York's attentio n. The girl, who Mr. York had shown interest in, had not been form ally introduced as his girlfriend.

It was a fair competition.

Having no idea that his right— hand man had betrayed him, Zachary was delighted to get a call fr om his wife. A smile plastered across his face. Of course, he kept his tone flat and deep when talking to Serenity, “Yes?” “I just called to check in on you. Are you having a break? Am | bot hering you?” Serenity was worried her call might be untimely since it was midda y break.

“I'm having my lunch.” “Oh.” Serenity added. “Why are you having a late lunch? 1 know things can be busy at work, but you must remember to hav your meals on time. Don't starve yourself.”

“Alright.” It was not the first time anyone showed Zachary concern, but Sere nity's thoughtful words gave him the warmest tingles.

“Um... Mr. York, thank you for sending me lunch. The food was am azing. The dessert was fresh too.” The service of a major hotel wa s nothing short of impeccable.

Zachary still reflected no emotions in his voice. “I have a late lunch meeting at the Wiltspoon Hotel. You order takeout every day and i t's not the best thing to eat excessively, so | ordered a few dishes and had the manager arran ge for delivery.

“Try and refrain from ordering takeout. If you like, | can arrange for daily food delivery from the hotel.” Zachary could put his trust in t he hotel under his company's flagship.

Besides, he personally made the call to organize the whole thing. | twas safer for Serenity to eat it than the takeout she ordered.

“Jasmine and | would get groceries and cook if we had time. We o rder takeout when we're busy. Don't make it a daily arrangement.

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The Wiltspoon Hotel is the best hotel in the city. The food is heavenly, but I'm sure it's e xpensive. It's fine to enjoy the hotel meals once in a while, but we can't afford to have them every single day.” Zachary might be well— paid, but at the end of the day, he was working for somebody else.

Serenity took home a monthly income of around twenty thousand dollars. With her online business booming this month, her earning s went up by a lot to an estimate of thirty thousand bucks.

Although she earned more, Serenity would not waste her money u nnecessarily. She saved 70% of her income every month, either k eeping it in the bank or investing in low risk wealth management p roducts.

Zachary paused before answering, “Try to cook your own meals. Don't order takeout anymore. I'm going to have food delivered to your shop if you

get into the habit of ordering takeout. At worst, I'll spend all my mo ney on food.” “Fine, fine. I'll buy groceries at the supermarket near our place to bring to the shop. I'll make my own food instead of eating out. Don't send me food from the hotel every day. We can't afford the hefty price.

Although we eat to live, it's excessive to spend all your wages on f 00d.” Zachary remained silent.

In her eyes, he was only an ordinary wage earner. Even though S erenity knew he was a white— collar worker, she had no clue about the figure of his salary. She w as trying to save him money in case she ate him out of the house and home.

It was clear that she was not a money—hungry woman.

In fact, Zachary realized he