Chapter 137 Pick Up The Delivery Downstairs
As Genevieve contemplated, she saw the “Typing…” message in Armand’s text box, and he soon sent a message that read: Tell Patrick to go with you.
That means he didn’t see my message, right?
She breathed a sigh of relief and sent an “ok” back to the man. As soon as she did, he replied: Pick up the delivery downstairs later.
The next second she read the message, she got a call from an unfamiliar number.
“Hello?”
“Hello, is this Ms. Genevieve Rachford?” the man on the phone asked politely. “There’s a delivery for you. Are you in the company now?”
“Yeah, give me a moment.” She pushed her chair out and hurried out of the office.
When she reached the first floor, she soon saw a young man wearing the uniform of a courier company standing at the front desk. He held a beautiful shopping bag in his hand.
She walked over to him. “I’m Genevieve Rachford. Is there a package for me?”
“Oh, yes.” The courier hurriedly handed her the shopping bag and two delivery forms. “Take a look and sign here, please.”
Genevieve had just received the message from Armand and knew that it was sent by him, so she quickly signed the delivery form.
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” The courier was still in a hurry to deliver the packages to other places, so he took the form and left.
After leaving the building and getting into the car, he suddenly remembered something.
The two packages were not sent by the same person, but because one of the packages was smaller, he placed it in the larger shopping bag. Regardless, they were both for Genevieve.
He wanted to call her and tell her about it, but a customer suddenly called him, asking when the packages would be delivered.
He hurriedly drove the courier car to continue his deliveries.
Those two gifts are both quite expensive. Ms. Rachford should know who sent them, right?
Genevieve went back to the office and put the parcel in her drawer. Then, she went downstairs and bought a variety of desserts and coffee from a desserts store not far from the company building and personally brought them to the technical department.
There were very few women in the technical department. Everyone was overwhelmed with emotion when they saw Genevieve deliver high tea.
She left the dessert and coffee on a station for everyone to help themselves and took a box of cream puffs from the batch.
“Where does Patrick sit?”
“Over there.” A staff member from the technical department pointed to the corner of the office while biting into a croissant. “I don’t know what’s up with him, but he’s been in a bad mood these days.”
Genevieve looked in the direction the man pointed and vaguely saw a man lying on the workstation.
After Maria came back, Genevieve once asked Patrick if he wanted to come over for dinner, but he said that Steven had a job for him. Furthermore, she was also busy, so they rarely got in touch.
She held the cream puffs and a cup of coffee. When she came over, she saw him holding a piece of wood in one hand and a knife in the other, as if he were carving something.
Patrick had a keen sense of smell. When someone approached the glass partition, he immediately noticed her and suddenly looked up.
When he saw Genevieve, he was stunned and fumbled to throw the wooden carving and knife into the drawer.
“Genev, why are you here?” His voice was a little unnatural too.
Genevieve thought she disturbed him and apologized. Then, she put the cream puffs on his desk and said, “I know you don’t like sweets, but you like to eat cream puffs.”
He looked at the box of cream puffs, and his throat bobbed. “Thanks.”
“There’s no need to thank me.” She rolled her eyes at him and propped one hand up on the glass partition. “Your colleague said you were in a bad mood these days. What happened? Did you do a bad job and get scolded by Steven?”
Although Steven was very polite to her, she had occasionally seen him discipline Patrick. Steven was rather stern.
