Novel1Chapter 534 "Oh." Her surprisingly meek reply made Hawthorne Everhart glance at her again. Something was definitely off with this girl.
She was being so obedient, it felt unnatural-especially coming from someone with such a sharp tongue. Since when did she get so quiet? He frowned out of habit. Did she want something from him? That was the only explanation he could think of for her sudden docility.
Gwyneth Langford set down her fork and knife without protest, though there was still food left on her plate. She just couldn't eat anymore.
She seized the excuse to go upstairs and change, needing a moment to calm her racing thoughts.
Honestly, with so many young, handsmen out there, why on earth was she blushing over Hawthorne? The man was well into his thirties! Maybe it was because she hadn't been close to any man since she broke up with Bill Crawford. Gwyneth wondered if she'd been single for so long that even a boar in a suit would start to look appealing.
Downstairs, Hawthorne sneezed in the dining room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGwyneth pictured Hawthorne alongside the word "boar" in her mind and almost laughed the image couldn't be further from the truth.
She shook the ridiculous thoughts away and quickly changed into her work clothes.
When she cback down, Hawthorne's car was already running in the driveway. She hurried outside, and the butler spotted her, immediately opening the passenger door for her.
Gwyneth hesitated for half a second, only snapping out of it when Hawthorne called her over.
"Get in. We're going to be late." "Oh. Okay." She slid into the passenger seat, feeling oddly out of place.
And where was his chauffeur, anyway? Did Hawthorne always drive himself to work? She'd always assumed people like him-people like her own dad-had drivers. In fact, she'd only ever seen his car with a chauffeur behind the wheel.
Gwyneth quietly wondered if she should ask Hawthorne to let her out a little earlier so her coworkers wouldn't see them together.
Just yesterday, rumors had exploded through the office that she and Mr. Everhart might be dating. Snosy colleagues had even tried to pry details out of her.
Back in Starfall City, no one would ever dare gossip about the boss. But here in Greenvale, the company culture was... different.
"Um, could you dropoff at the entrance?" she asked, glancing over at him.
She was trying to look out for him, really. She'd even heard his girlfriend worked at the company, and with the way people gossiped, who knew what stories they'd cook up next.
"Why?" Hawthorne shot back.
Gwyneth opened her mouth, but no words cout.
There was no way he hadn't heard the rumors.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut she didn't want to bring it up herself-he might think she was cozying up to Leonie Everhart and, failing that, was now trying to seduce him.
"You mean all the gossip at the office? Ignore it. I'll get Hans to deal with it," Hawthorne said at the next red light, picking up on what she left unsaid.
Gwyneth twisted her fingers in her lap, biting her lower lip. "Yeah, just don't get what they're 199 mean, there's a whole generation between us."
Anyone with eyes could see the age gap. Hawthorne hadn't thought much of it, until she mentioned the "generation gap." His foot pressed harder on the gas, and the speedometer shot up past sixty. "What generation gap?" he asked, catching the faint lilt of her old city accent. Was she teasing him about being old? "Well, you're Leonie's uncle, so technically that makes me, what, half your niece?" Gwyneth said, oblivious to his darkening expression.
She didn't notice she'd said anything wrong, and added, "People will see right through it. You're basically my uncle."
"Let's not go inventing family ties, shall we? Hasn't anyone told you? that we don't allow Nepotism at m Work? Hawthorne snapped. Who wanted to be her uncle, anyway? This kid... Ten minutes later, Hawthorne pulled up to the company entrance. His voice was brisk and cold: "We're here. Out you go." His stern tone made Gwyneth jump. She hurried out, shutting the door behind her, and watched as the car pulled away, exhaust curling in the morning air.
She stood there, bewildered. Was he angry? Had she said something to upset him?
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