Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1301

Benson did not expect that he would receive such a mission in the middle of the night. The reason why Benson did not view it as a mission was because he revered power and position. He felt that this was an opportunity to reach an agreement with the President and was also an important turning point in his life; thus, he, who always valued appearances, paid extra attention to his own words and deeds when he went to work the next morning.

He had a face that many women liked. He had rare phoenix eyes, smiling lips, handsome eyes, and funny words. Many women had come to him on their own accord.

Benson was a diplomat, but due to some important dereliction of duty, he had fallen from his position to become an administrative employee in the Department of Public Information. Although his position had been demoted, he still smiled and lived a good life, which was quite impressive.

Benson took the initiative to help a colleague deliver the information to the archives in the early morning. He was dressed in his work clothes, looking handsome and sunny, with a good temperament, he was curious about the appearance of his target.

Just as Benson was walking down a corridor, suddenly, a girl walked out. The information in both their hands accidentally crashed into each other and dropped onto the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The girl was in a panic as she quickly bent over to pick up the documents.

Benson also quickly admitted his wrongs, "It's my fault, I left in a bit of a hurry!"

The girl looked up and smiled at him, indicating her responsibilities.

When Benson reached out to pick up the document in front of her, he suddenly saw the number plate on her clothes. On it were the words "Alvina Miller".

"Which department are you from?" Benson was alarmed and anxious for a moment, he did not expect that it would be such a coincidence, that he would bump into Alvina Miller on the way to the Archives, so he could only calm his mind and pretend to be curious.

"From the archives!" Alvina Miller pointed to her work card.

Benson's expression flashed, he suddenly and quickly picked up a few documents that did not belong to him, and mixed them into the pile of documents, and then pretended to be in a hurry to stand up: "I'm rushing to attend the meeting!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Department of Public Information, deciding not to go back to the archives. He believed that very soon, Alvina Miller would come over to him to retrieve the documents, these documents were all very important and needed to be kept in the archives.

"Oh...", who was a newbie, never thought that the other party would take her documents wrong. She felt that since she could not understand the contents of the documents, the other party would definitely not take them without a good reason. After all, exchanging for the wrong things was very troublesome.

Unfortunately, Alvina Miller was too naive.

Olivia's work also officially started. She took off her jacket, wearing a blue turtleneck sweater, with rolled up sleeves, revealing her white and slender arms, and tied up her long hair into a ponytail. Holding a brush, she drew on the wall as if it was natural for her to do so.

Olivia's phone suddenly popped up with a message, she quickly put down her brush and spoke to the assistant beside her: "Get my phone!"

Olivia stared at her phone for a moment, and then immediately smiled and said: "I have something to take care of in the afternoon, go and pack up here."

The assistant hurriedly nodded her head in agreement. Olivia untied her long hair and decided to go to the washroom to make up for her loss of makeup. This was because the president had asked for Joseph Grant to meet him for lunch at noon and wanted to invite her over.

Actually, it was just a casual meal, not for outsiders but for the leaders inside. They were having lunch together and Olivia knew that this was her chance, so she would naturally not miss it.

Olivia took her handbag and quickly went to the bathroom. Just as she went in, she saw a woman who was also fixing her face in the mirror.

Seeing the beautiful woman that entered, Kelly hurriedly put away the cheap cosmetics she was holding. A pair of beautiful eyes that could not hide the hatred in them stared at Olivia.

Being also a woman, Olivia seemed to know the jealousy in the other party's eyes.

However, she didn't care. Beautiful things were born to make people jealous, and neither were women. Who wouldn't envy those born beautiful?

Kelly did not leave immediately. She pretended to take out her phone to play with.

Olivia opened her handbag and took out all sorts of luxurious and expensive cosmetics, every single one of them were things that Kelly would dream of possessing. Just like how she had seen Alvina Miller's makeup bag before, when she saw those things that she might not be able to own in her entire life, she finally understood that everything that contributed to a beautiful woman could only be described as expensive.

Olivia traced her red lips, and noticed that the woman beside her was secretly looking at her. She put down her lipstick, and then asked indifferently: "Miss, do you need my help?"

Kelly came back to her senses and laughed coldly, "Why do I need your help?"

"I thought you wanted to know about the effects of my cosmetics." The corner of Olivia's mouth hooked up into a smile with obvious ridicule.

Kelly's face instantly turned pale white, she snorted, then quickly left.

Olivia straightened her collar, rejoicing that she had dressed pretty beautifully today, so she believed that she would not lose her grace when she was on the dining table later.

Joseph Grant was invited by the President to have lunch with the officials on the third floor of the dining hall.

Lieutenant Hilton asked worriedly from the side, "Sir, the President suddenly invited you to have lunch together, what is his intention?"

"Maybe it's something to do with the recent comments of some politicians. He wants to do the ostensible job of easing up on me." Joseph Grant said indifferently.

"Is it because they say your shooting has something to do with him? is it not a terrorist act?" Lieutenant Hilton could not help but ask.

"Maybe. No matter what, since he invited me, I have to go." Joseph Grant sneered.

"It's just a meal, there shouldn't be any danger!" The Lieutenant Hilton wanted to stay close to protect them, but the people at the table were all important ministers of the country, he probably did not have the authority to sit at the table.

"Don't worry, I will be careful. There are quite a few of us, so he won't act recklessly." Joseph Grant was not afraid.

At the lunch, Joseph Grant's seat was only second to the President, but beside him, there was surprisingly a beautiful woman. It was indeed Olivia, the moment she entered the door, she heard the staff saying that her seat was next to Joseph Grant, and she was immediately overjoyed.

This was only a very private lunch, so it didn't seem that important anymore.

When Joseph Grant stepped in and saw Olivia, his beautiful eyes slightly changed.

"Hello, Mr. Vice-President!" Olivia stood up quickly and greeted him politely.

"Why are you here too?" Joseph Grant sat down on his seat, expressing his surprise.

"I came here because I was invited by the President. I feel honored to sit beside Mr. Vice-President!" In terms of etiquette, Olivia had always been decent.

On the round table, the two important ministers sat down. Old President looked at them and smiled: "Olivia must be very boring to accompany old men for lunch. Luckily, I arranged for our young and promising Mr. Vice-President to sit beside you. Young people do not have a generation gap, so you can communicate through your thoughts."

The group of officials below also laughed and agreed, but Joseph Grant just smiled faintly: "Your excellency, I am grateful, but I am afraid Olivia will despise me for being so boring!"

However, Olivia laughed at the perfect time: "Mr. Vice-President is too modest, I have always admired your talent and bearing, to have such a good opportunity to eat and exchange with you, is truly a very blissful thing."

It was just a simple meal, the officials at the table were not discussing national affairs, but was instead the wine and food that was being served at noon. Olivia had already given them one round of wine, her face slightly red, she was almost drunk on the spot.

Joseph Grant had a good drinking capacity, and furthermore, his subordinate sheltered him a lot of alcohol secretly. As a result, although his face was slightly red, he did not seem to be drunk. Suddenly, Olivia who was beside him leaned on his shoulder.