Lucky to be in love novel (Rosiley and Sachin)
Chapter 309: I'm Not Gonna Do Anything to You

Rosiley stretched herself and turned to look at her colleagues, who were working as hard as her. A gratified smile appeared on her face. She stood up and patted her hands.

Everyone looked up at her. She asked with a smile, "Are you hungry? If you are, let's order some food."

"I'm hungry!" When it came to food, Raye raised his hand immediately.

Rosiley couldn't help but laugh, "Since you're the first to say yes, I'll leave the important task of ordering food to you."

"Consider it done!" Raye answered without any hesitation. He picked up his notebook and walked to Rosiley. "What would you like?"

"I'm good. You guys could order whatever you want. My treat."

With that, a burst of cheers rang out in the office.

Rosiley smiled at her colleagues' happy faces, picked up her cup, and walked into the pantry.

She had never been accustomed to eating late at night, so she poured herself a cup of milk and walked to the window of the pantry with it.

It was late, and the sky was pitch-black without any light while the city was brightly lit.

Taking a sip of milk, she raised her hand and gently stroked the glass, something gentle flashed through her eyes.

She wondered if Sachin had come home yet.

"Rosiley.'

Hearing her name called from behind, Rosiley turned around and found Raye standing at the door.

"You are wanted on the phone."

Rosiley frowned. Who would call her at such a late night? Could it be Sachin?

She hurried out of the pantry, headed to her desk, and took out her phone from her bag. Surprise flashed in her eyes when

she saw the screen.

It was Bertram.

She put the phone through immediately, "Hello, Rosiley's speaking."

Her polite tone resulted in a faint frown from Bertram on the other side of the phone. He pursed his thin lips, revealing a trace of displeasure.

The caller was so silent that Rosiley thought that the phone had already been hung up. She took it down her ear to take a

look.

It was still on the line!

She put it back to her ear, "Bertram, what's the matter at this late hour?"

'Bertram, what's the matter at this late hour?'

She seemed to be saying that he shouldn't call her if he had nothing to do.

Bertram smiled in frustration and said slowly, "Rosiley, I'm downstairs."

Downstairs? Rosiley frowned, "Downstairs in the company?"

A light "Yep" came from the phone. Rosiley's frown deepened. It seemed that it had been a while since they met last time.

But it was so late. It seemed inappropriate for them to meet, especially since he had confessed to her. If Sachin knew that she met Bertram at such a late night, he might be unhappy.

But Bertram was here for her. It seemed rude if she refused to meet him.

After pondering for a while, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm going downstairs now."

She hung up the phone, turned to her busy colleagues, and said, "I'm out for a while and will come back immediately."

"Okay, go ahead." Raye looked up at her and turned his attention to his work again.

Rosiley hurried out of the company building and saw a black SUV on the roadside.

'That should be Bertram's car, right?'

With doubts, she approached the car slowly. Before she could get close, the window of the car was rolled down.

She saw Bertram sitting in the back seat. She paused for a moment before walking over quickly.

"Bertram." She smiled at the man in the car.

He stared at her significantly and reached out. With a clipped sound, the door of the car opened. "Come on up." He said in a deep voice.

Rosiley raised her eyebrows and started to wonder if she should get in the car.

Noting her hesitation, Bertram chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Being seen through by him, Rosiley blushed. She chuckled awkwardly and got into the car.

As soon as she got into her seat, the window was slowly rolled up.

"Get out,' Bertram ordered.

Rosiley knew that he was talking to the driver and assistant.

After they left, Rosiley and Bertram were alone in the car. The air was very awkward.

Rosiley's hands on her legs crossed uncomfortably. Unsettled by the dead silence in the car, she wished she could open the door and rush out. After an unknown stretch of time, just as Rosiley assumed that she was going crazy by the torturing silence, Bertram's deep voice reached her ears. "How have you been lately?"

Rosiley was surprised for a moment before she smiled, "Not bad. What about you?"

After saying that, Rosiley raised her hand to support her forehead, hiding the annoyance on her face. Why were they being so polite to each other?

"I'm also doing well." Bertram turned to look at her. There was some undetectable emotion surging in the depths of his eyes.

"Was the shooting going smoothly?" Rosiley felt that she needed to act like a normal friend, so she began to ask him about his work.

"tt went quite well."

"When will you finish it?"

"There are still two months left.'

"Are you going back to Benin after that?"

"Yes, I plan to take a rest for a while."

"You should. Shooting is hard work."

Rosiley said that while she was nodding. Bertram let out laughter. Interest emerged from his long, narrow eyes. "What about you? Aren't you going to rest?" "Me?" Rosiley raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Yes, you!" Bertram nodded, "I heard that you are now the chairwoman of the Tang Group. Your work should be harder than

mine."

"It's fine. I got Sachin to handle the group for me. I just need to concentrate on my job."

Bertram was silent for a while at that. Then he smiled and said, "It seems that he is nice enough to you."

"Of course. He has always been nice to me." Speaking of Sachin, Rosiley looked truly happy.

But that was too dazzling to Bertram. The smile on his lips faded a little, and he remembered what his assistant had told him.

He looked down and asked in a deep voice. "So did he tell you that his father had picked a blind date for him and she is in Benin already?"

"A blind date?" Rosiley exclaimed before shook her head, "Impossible. We're married. Why would his father send a blind date?"

This was ridiculous.

"The old man doesn't know about your marriage." Bertram stared at her straightforwardly and witnessed as the smile on her face fading away slowly.

He continued, "He is the successor of the Lu family. Do you think his father will easily leave him to decide who to marry on his

own?"

Rosiley knew it was impossible, but at the same time, she knew that Sachin was not a person who would compromise. What the old man thought was his business. The most important thing was what Sachin wanted to do.

What shocked her was that the old man had actually sent the date to Benin. Wasn't this creating more trouble for Sachin?