After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 195

Maximilian sat down on the sofa, opened the lunchbox lid, and took out the dishes and rice bowl. "A single

serving. Have you already eaten?"

Katniss nodded. "Yeah, | ate before coming."

Then Katniss began to look around the office. She had never been to Maximilian's office building before.

A few seconds later, Maximilian softly said, "Oh."

He started eating in silence.

The style was identical to the decor of Golden Crest Estates. Katniss guessed it was the work of the sinterior

designer.

In less than a minute, the door was pushed open again, and a female secretary brought in a cup of tea. "Ms.

Manners, your tea."

Katniss casually replied, "Okay, thank you."

"It's not Miss Manners, it's Mrs. Hamilton." Maximilian stopped eating and glanced at the secretary. "This is my

wife. In the future, when she comes, bring her directly to my office."

"Yes, Mr. Hamilton, Mrs. Hamilton." The secretary gave Katniss a complicated look, then got up and left, closing

the door behind her.

A few minutes later, there was another knock on the office door.

"Cin."

The secretary entered with a lunchbox. "Mr. Hamilton, your pre-ordered lunch has arrived."

Maximilian didn't look up and said indifferently, "Just leave it there."

Lunch?

If no food was delivered, is this what he usually eats?

Katniss turned around and happened to catch the secretary's quick glance at her before she left the office.

Curious, Katniss asked, "Maximilian, is this your work lunch?"

Maximilian, who was eating, looked up at her, then glanced at the lunchbox on the desk, and explained, "Just

leave it there. The secretary orders lunch forevery day." "Okay."

Maximilian continued eating slowly and gracefully.

Katniss suddenly remembered a saying: a serious man is the most attractive.

Just as she was about to look away, she caught a glimpse of the lunchbox.

Thinking for a moment, Katniss picked up the lunchbox to see what someone of Maximilian's status usually ate.

It was a silver thermal lunchbox. Katniss turned it around and saw no brand markings.

It looked like a personal item. She used to make work lunches for Oliver and Lucas and had Clara deliver them in

similar boxes.

Katniss put the lunchbox down and unscrewed the lid. The strong aroma of eggs wafted out.

The first layer was a fried egg, and it was a smiley face fried egg.

Katniss took out the dishes layer by layer. The food was very homey, not like restaurant fare.

The presentation was also very simple. No restaurant would plate food like this. It looked like a young working

woman had packed it herself.

Katniss put everything back and casually said, "Maximilian, you should change places. The presentation here is

really sloppy."

Maximilian looked up and met Katniss's eyes for a few seconds, then said, "You decide."

On the other side, Desmond was led into Gabriel's office by an assistant. As soon as the door opened, he saw

Gabriel sitting upright in his chair, looking stern and frowning.

Desmond immediately realized he was in for a scolding.

"Dad, here are the documents you wanted. | brought them over."

After carefully placing the documents in front of Gabriel, Desmond lowered his head, feeling guilty and afraid to

meet Gabriel's eyes.

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Gabriel was furious. He slammed the documents on the table and pointed at Desmond's nose, scolding him

harshly. "What were you thinking? Why did you get into another argument with Maximilian? And that Katniss,

she's your sister-in-law now. Why are you always entangled with her?"

Maximilian had immense power in the Hamilton Group and the support of the Boleyn family, especially Carlton,

who had been a thorn in their side since Natalie's death and disliked Desmond and Emily.

They had wanted Desmond to marry Katniss, but he refused and insisted on marrying Clara, who had no blood

relation.

Now that he got his way and was engaged to Clara, he still kept opposing Katniss.

Was he unhappy with the good treatment Maximilian had given them?

If they angered Maximilian now, they wouldn't gain any benefits.

Gabriel, who had been smart all his life, couldn't believe he had a son as foolish as Desmond.

Feeling guilty and nervous, Desmond frowned and weakly explained, "Dad, it really wasn't my fault this time. |

just don't want Katniss to have anything to do with the Boleyn family. Why should a lowly woman like her "

Everything was Katniss's fault.

"That woman was ungrateful and spoke rudely to me, so |—"

Before Desmond could finish, Gabriel interrupted him sternly. "Enough! Know your place. Don't you understand

the current situation? How long do you want to carry the label of an illegitimate child?"

To bring down Maximilian, they needed to be patient.

Then, they would find the right moment to strike, ensuring Maximilian could never

recover.

At that point, the entire Hamilton Group would be theirs.

Gabriel's words were like a sharp blade stabbing into Desmond's heart, changing his expression instantly.

The label of an illegitimate child had been a thorn in his throat for a long time. Even though no one openly called

him an illegitimate child, everyone knew his mother Emily had been Gabriel's mistress.

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The humiliation and ridicule from others festered in the shadows, beyond Desmond's reach.

Desmond frowned, then narrowed his dark eyes, and finally said heavily, "I understand.

1 won't be so reckless in the future."

Seeing Desmond's remorse, Gabriel's anger slowly subsided.

"You better be. Now, leave."

"es."

Leaving the Hamilton Group, Desmond's face darkened as he drove aimlessly.

With the car window open, he let the cold wind blow against his face.

After a while, as he passed a jewelry store on a commercial street, Desmond stopped.

Clara had mentioned that they had a new collection she really liked.

He parked the car and walked in.

The store clerk immediately approached him. "Mr. Boleyn, long tno see. We have a

new collection with great reviews. Would you like to take a look?"

The clerk recommended the exact piece Clara had mentioned.

In a good mood, Desmond asked the clerk to wrap it up, thinking Clara would be

delighted to see the dress.

"Mr. Boleyn, will you be paying by card or cash?"

Desmond glanced at the clerk, took out a card, and handed it over. "Card."

The clerk took the card, swiped it once, but it didn't go through. Flustered, the clerk swiped it again, then

cautiously approached Desmond. "Mr. Boleyn, this card isn't working. There's no credit left. Could you use

another card?"

"Impossible."

Desmond sneered, glaring coldly at the clerk. "This card has plenty of credit. How could it not work? Is your

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