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Chapter 1093 - 1033: Who Sent the Lotus Flowers
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Chapter 1093: Chapter 1033: Who Sent the Lotus Flowers

"Smooth talker." Sienna Johnson smiled with pursed lips.

"Don’t all women like sweet talk? You don’t like it?" Adrian Desmond knew Sienna Johnson liked it; she was secretly flirtatious. "If you don’t like it, I won’t say it in the future."

"I like it! But you can only say sweet things to me! If I find out you’ve sweet-talked someone else, Adrian, you’re dead!" Sienna Johnson threatened.

"Apart from you, I haven’t sweet-talked any woman! Sienna Johnson, I’m open-hearted with you, almost handing over my true feelings for you to trample on." Adrian Desmond’s tone carried a hint of complaint.

"Why would I trample on your true feelings?"

Sienna Johnson looked at the lotus in the vase and said, "Thank you for the lotus you gave me. I really like it."

"The past couple of days, I’ve been in Cagalanga, not Abyanabad, so I didn’t send them. I’ll send more when I’m back."

The movement of Sienna Johnson’s hand that was stroking the lotus suddenly stopped, "You haven’t been sending me lotus flowers these past two days?"

Adrian Desmond didn’t catch the probing in her tone, thinking she was upset, he explained, "Can’t I go back? I don’t like it when others pick flowers to send you. When I’m back, I’ll send you twice as many, okay?"

If Adrian Desmond hadn’t sent lotus flowers these past two days, then where did the lotus flowers in her office and home come from?

"Are you angry?" Without waiting for Sienna Johnson’s response, Adrian Desmond guessed.

Sienna Johnson snapped back to her senses and said, "No, it’s good that you didn’t send them, saves money."

"You really are my good wife, saving money for me in every way." Adrian Desmond teased.

Dan Taylor’s wives can’t wait to squander his money. Their spending spree is like facing an enemy, but his wife is great. Though he doesn’t wish for her to save money for him.

"What are you doing in Cagalanga?"

"Business matters." Adrian Desmond said vaguely.

"Then be careful. Wear the amulet I prayed for at the temple for you."

Since being with Adrian Desmond, Sienna Johnson started believing in spirits and gods, maybe not devoutly, but she would accompany her grandmother to the temple to offer incense, not asking for wealth but for the health and safety of her family.

"Always wearing it."

Sienna Johnson worriedly reminded, "Some money isn’t worth earning. Your wife is easy to support, don’t work too hard."

Tessa Harrington entered and said, "President Johnson, President Davis is here."

Sienna Johnson glanced at her wristwatch, realizing they’d been chatting for half an hour. She really hadn’t felt time passing so quickly; didn’t feel like they chatted much.

"Adrian, my client is here, I need to hang up."

"Alright, go ahead. I’ll call you tonight."

"Sheehan and Curly are sleeping in my room now, don’t call me. They sleep early, I don’t want your phone call disturbing them. I’ll call you around ten."

"Why are you letting the kids sleep with you again?"

"You’re not here, I don’t want to sleep alone."

"Children accustomed to sleeping with adults won’t want to go back to their own rooms."

What to do when he gets back? Where will he sleep? He wants to make love, but Sienna Johnson’s conservative nature won’t allow him to touch her in front of the kids.

"I got it, tonight I’ll let Curly sleep in her own room."

"..."

"I won’t talk to you anymore, I’m hanging up."

Sienna Johnson quickly hung up the phone, stood up, scanned her gaze over the lotus in the vase, and frowned, instructing Tessa Harrington, "Tessa, throw away the lotus in the vase."

Tessa Harrington hesitated, throw it away? Why? President Johnson liked lotus, everyone in the company knew.

Sixth Master was very romantic, even used a plane to airlift it all the way from remote Abyanabad, making the girls in the company green with envy.

Sienna Johnson liked it too; every time Sixth Master sent flowers, Sienna Johnson didn’t say much but the smile on her face wouldn’t fade all day.

Why is she now asking to throw it away?

Did they have a fight?

Tessa Harrington asked again, "President Johnson, really throw the flowers away?"

"Yes!" Sienna Johnson said decisively.

Tessa Harrington was about to ask if she had a fight with Adrian, but Sienna Johnson had already left the office.

Tessa Harrington looked at the lotus in the vase; at this season, flowers wither, roses are easy to buy, but blooming lotus flowers are not.

If a man had such intention, Tessa Harrington feels she’d be moved to death, wouldn’t need a house or car, she’d follow this man.

"Ah, where have all the good men gone? Why can’t I meet one?" Tessa Harrington picked up the lotus in the vase, unwilling to throw it into the trash.

James Winslow came in, just in time to hear Tessa Harrington’s words, couldn’t help but respond, "Secretary Harrington, you’re in such good condition, you’ll surely meet the right one."

Tessa Harrington didn’t expect such casual lamentation to be overheard by someone, especially a male, she felt a bit embarrassed.

"Assistant Winslow, are you looking for President Johnson? President Johnson is meeting President Davis, won’t be back for a while."

James Winslow handed an invitation letter to Tessa Harrington and said, "This is the invitation letter for the National Pharma Expo, I just got it today. I wanted to ask President Johnson whether this year our booth size remains the same or expands."

Tessa Harrington knows this, she said, "President Johnson mentioned to me, this year the booth size will be doubled."

"Got it."

James Winslow was very strong in execution, capable too. Most commendable was his unassuming nature, steady demeanor, affable personality; Sienna Johnson was very satisfied with James Winslow.

Back then, Preston Keller had better overall qualifications, but they didn’t expect this James Winslow to perform better.

...

In the conference room,

President Davis expanded the market in Mousden and signed procurement contracts with six major public hospitals there. Half of the contract’s medicines come from Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory.

This time, President Davis came to discuss pricing with Sienna Johnson.

"President Davis, you’ve partnered with us for so many years, you should know our medicine prices aren’t the lowest, but definitely affordable. Although your procurement volume is very large, we still can’t lower them."

"President Johnson, to penetrate the Avrupa market, I think it’s worthwhile to bear some losses initially." President Davis said ambitiously, "Don’t we often say: No pain, no gain?"

"Current labor costs, material costs are all rising. Our prices are already quite low, any lower and it’d be a loss.

Business is about making money. You can earn less, but can’t bear losses."

The pharmaceutical factory’s medicines, Sienna Johnson never engaged in price wars; they have their own research team, every year they have several of their own special medicines, they really don’t need to engage in price wars.

"President Johnson, is there no room for negotiation?"

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