Have I Told You Lately

Throughout the morning, Rachel was worried and couldn't take her work seriously until the lunch break.

After the meal, she went to the PR department as everyone was taking a break.

"Uh? Miss Lewis, do you need something?"

Several PR department employees were gathered around, gossiping. When she walked in, they all fell silent and greeted her with a smile.

Rachel smiled casually and waved her hand, "Continue, don't care about me. I am just here to check something."

Several people asked about the injury on her forehead with concern and then continued to chat in a low voice.

She walked to the computer, called someone casually and whispered, "Turn it on for me, I need to check the information of some employees in my department." "Okay, give me a minute."

The female employee turned on the computer with fast fingers and smiled at her, "It's done."

"Okay, you can go and continue talking. I can handle this myself." Rachel smiled at her and sat in her seat."

She randomly flipped through for a bit and when she had walked away, Rachel opened the search bar and typed in Miles Hughes. She hesitated for a second before pressing the Enter key.

The page jumped to a file in an instant. The picture showed a young man with a handsome face, smiling slightly.

She quickly shifted her gaze to the form, expressionless and focused, scrolling down with the mouse to gradually pull down the page.

South California University; it turned out that Miles had graduated from South California University.

His entire file was very long, with a lot of credits. He was excellent in almost every aspect.

The more she looked down, the more shocked she was. After reading through it, she quickly pulled the page back to the top and looked at the family column.

The space for father was left empty, and the mother's column contained only a few words.

Turned out that he was using his mother's last name.

Turning off the computer, Rachel left the PR department. She did not recover from the shock until she got back to her office.

With his excellent CV, he could have even gotten into a company like Dragon Age in City J without worrying too much. Why did he choose such a small company like Vantage to intern at? Also, the internship was not even connected to his major. His mother...

Rachel's eyes flickered slightly. Was this related to his mother?

Taking a deep breath, she took a sip of water and calmed her heart. She walked to the window, frowning and looking extremely solemn.

Rachel couldn't understand why she cared about him so much. She even went over to look at his file. Life was full of ups and downs, and everyone had their own sufferings, just like her own family. Her own father was still in the prison for corruption, why did she have to brood over his mother's suicide.

Moreover, she still felt that there was something hidden in his gaze when he said those words to her.

However, she didn't know her mother. So, was it possible that his mother looked a lot like her?

This thought made Rachel feel absurd. It felt too melodramatic! She pressed her eyebrows, smoothing them irritably, trying to get rid of the messy thoughts.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Startled, she looked at the door, straightening her hair with her hands. Regaining her composure, she said faintly, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open and a head poked in, someone looked her with his eyes wide and smiled excitedly, "Rachel, come out quickly."

"What is it?" Rachel looked inexplicable. She hesitated for a couple of seconds and then walked out.

In the office area between the department, among many people with gossiping expressions, stood a young man in a uniform, holding a huge bouquet of white roses in his arms.

Rachel's eyes changed. She felt like the scene in front of her was a bit too familiar.

The uniformed guy held the flowers and smiled professionally, "Hello, are you Rachel Lewis?"

"Uh... Yeah, I am." Rachel frowned, feeling dumbfounded.

Didn't Ogden say that he would not do anything like this?

Last time it was red roses, this time he exchanged it for to white rose.

"These flowers are for you. Please sign for them."

Rachel didn't answer and looked at the crowd awkwardly. Then she pulled him aside, "Excuse me, may I ask, what is the name of the person who ordered these?"

"Sorry. It is anonymous." He nodded apologetically and then passed her the list, "Please, sign your name."

Rachel frowned and then shook her head and smiled, "I'm sorry, but I will not be accepting these. You can relay this truthfully to the other party when you go back. As for your loss, I will bear it."

She reached out, took his pen and

neatly wrote her contact number on

the back of the list. Then she closed the lid of the pen and returned it to him, "This is my number. You

u can

count the loss and call me about it later. Thank you!"

After speaking, she smiled gently and nodded. Then, she turned around and left.

"Hey, Miss Le..." The delivery man was stunned but he couldn't stop her.

As Rachel turned and walked through the office area, someone immediately leaned forward, "Rachel, Rachel, was it from the same person as last time?"

"Red rose, white rose, it's all too obvious. Rachel, I am so jealous!" A girl smiled, looking smitten.

Rachel pursed her lips in embarrassment and pretended to smile calmly, "Don't pay attention to it. It was from a client but I have already rejected it. It won't come next time." Someone else continued to joke, "Why do my clients only send branded things and calendars? I also want flowers!"

"Can you compare yourself with our

manager? Şending a calendar is more extra." A fat guy licked his lips and looked at Rachel with a smile, "Rachel, are you single right now? We at completely support you to once again...”

He was secretly kicked by someone next to him before he could finish speaking.

Rachel just froze. She didn't say much except for smiling and joking, "Your manager is so young and beautiful, do you still worry about this?"

It seemed like the matter of her divorce had finally spread throughout the company.

"That is really something no one can find even with a lantern." Someone quickly flattered her in a jeering voice.

Rachel wanted to say something but at this moment her phone vibrated. She smiled at everyone, "Get back to work, everyone!"

Taking out her phone, she glanced towards Miles out of the corner of her eyes just before leaving.

He was working seriously at his computer. His expressions were very quiet, not matching the usual laughter that surrounded him.

But she didn't feel strange at all, it felt as if this was what he really looked like.

He couldn't have made all of those achievements unless he had an extremely stable mentality. She could even put him in her position and he was going to do her job better than her. Once back in the office, she closed the door and answered the call.

"Hey."

"Are you resting?"

Rachel's eyes flickered. She walked back to her chair and sat down. Rubbing her temples, she said faintly, "No. You need something?"

"Yeah, someone just told me that my flowers were not delivered, so I called to ask."

He was not too hurried or too slow as he said that. His idle and gentle tone seemed to make his words sound about something insignificant. But Rachel's

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expressions changed to shock as she put down her hand and said in a

deep voice, "You sent the flowers?"

White roses.

'The red flowers... Right! That day at the airport, Ogden mentioned that he sent those flowers, could it be...'

"You don't like these? Next time, I will send different ones then."

Rachel was speechless.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐