Kira’s smile stiffened, but she did not reveal anything.

When Hamilton went outside, he saw that Nicole was still there.

She stood by the car and looked like she was in a trance.

Hamilton walked over. “President, you didn’t eat much earlier. Why don’t we eat somewhere else?”

Nicole raised her chin and gestured arrogantly for him to open the door.

Hamilton was speechless as he thought, ‘Was she waiting for me to open the car door for her all this time? She’s such a princess! No wonder she’s never satisfied with the coffee I make!’

He opened the door for her.

Nicole got into the car and said, “Let’s go back to the office.”

Hamilton sat in the passenger seat and looked back at her hesitantly.

“President, did I really eat a fly just now?”

Nicole did not even lift her eyelids.

“What do you think?”

Hamilton hesitated. Although he did not eat much earlier, he no longer had an appetite.

Nicole held the phone and was contemplating calling Camille.

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