Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1550

She awkwardly introduced herself: "I am Penelope, the one that you brought me back to the office last time."

"Oh, it's you. Sorry, I didn't recognize your voice just now." Only then did Rain's tone soften a bit.

"It's okay, I was too rude. Thanks for sending me back last time, I wanted to invite you out for a meal tonight. I don't know if you have time or not." Penelope boldly and straightforwardly invited him, but still found a small excuse.

"You're too polite. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. There's no need to eat. You're the boss of the young miss, so it's my honor to serve you." Rain treated her very well and her words were very polite.

Penelope was stunned, he's such a !

So these two words weren't a legend. There really was such an unromantic man in this world.

The talkative Penelope suddenly became mute, and was unable to replace an excuse to meet him again.

"You aren't willing to have just one meal?" Penelope couldn't replace a reason anymore and asked in an incomparably dejected manner.

Rain remained silent for two seconds and then replied, "If you want to eat, then I'll treat you."

"Huh?" Penelope thought that he had misheard, and his eyes widened: "How can I let you invite me?"

"I'm also embarrassed to have a woman treat me to a meal." Rain's voice also sounded somewhat embarrassed.

After Penelope understood, he immediately burst out laughing: "Alright, then, where are we going to eat tonight?"

"I know of a place, but I don't know if you are willing to eat hotpot." The Rain was also a real person.

"Alright, I like the hotpot. Send me the address, I'll go over." Penelope was so happy that he seemed to have hit the jackpot, and nodded happily in agreement. "Then I'll give you the address later. I'll hang up first. I have something to do here." After Rain finished speaking, he hung up.

Penelope held onto his phone tightly, his face full of warmth.

She had thought that her plan for today had failed, but who would have thought that there would be another village on Willow Shore Hua Ming's village.

Penelope was so happy that she wanted to share with someone. She immediately thought of Alvina Miller and felt that she was no longer a girl in love, she could no longer tell others her thoughts. In the end, she had managed to digest this joy herself, and was filled with anticipation for her first date with Rain.

She found an opportunity to see Joseph Grant. Far away, she saw a man sitting at the conference table, dressed in a formal attire, seriously speaking. Kelly Black's gaze suddenly fell upon the man's large hand that was placed on the table.

Kelly Black's heart suddenly hurt. She stared at it with extreme pain.

If it was another man wearing a ring, she would have guessed that it was only because he needed to wear some clothes that she wore a diamond ring. It did not mean that there was any special meaning to wearing a diamond ring, but if this ring was worn on Joseph Grant's hand, it had an extraordinary meaning, meaning that the woman, who made him want to wear a ring, had an irreplaceable position in his heart.

Kelly Black wanted to cry, she wanted to cry out loud, she knew that Joseph Grant had admitted that Alvina Miller was his wife. Kelly Black was unable to continue working here. She found a colleague to replace his and ran out.

"Alvina Miller!" This title, it was as if it had been her shadow since the very beginning. Initially, he envied her for being rich, but later she envied her for being Joseph Grant's fiancee. Now, she was her enemy. After Joseph Grant ended the important national affairs meeting, he was stopped by the people beside Old President.

"Mr. Vice-President, I wonder if you have time. Mr. President would like to invite you for lunch." The man looked polite and respectful.

"Since the President has an appointment, I have to go." Joseph Grant replied as usual.

Warren Hilton's expression turned cold, he stared straight at the man: "I wonder if the President has invited other important personnel?"

"No, he wants to have a meal alone with the Mr. Vice-President and talk about something private." The other party replied.

Joseph Grant's expression slightly changed, and said indifferently: "Private? I don't have a personal relationship with him.

"Don't worry Mr. Vice-President, Mr. President is full of sincerity this time." Upon seeing their doubts, the other party seemed to be in a hurry to answer them.

"We've experienced Mr. President's sincerity many times, but we don't know what that sincerity is." Warren Hilton watched from the side in a neutral manner.

The other party suddenly did not know what to say. With the situation so grim, Joseph Grant's vigilance was high, it would be difficult for him to invite him to a meeting alone.

"Since Mr. Vice-President is busy with national affairs, I should not bother you. Mr. President will call you personally later." After saying that, the other party turned around and left without further ado. Warren Hilton coldly snorted. "I wonder what tricks he's playing now, Mister should be on guard against him."

Joseph Grant's handsome face also darkened, and said indifferently: "I'm actually curious as to what private issues he wants to discuss with me."

"No matter what, it's not going to be a good thing." Warren Hilton had already lost all confidence in the Old President, so even if he wanted to respect him, he wouldn't be able to replace an opportunity. Joseph Grant also sneered, "No matter if it's good or bad, he has taken the initiative to look for me.

When Joseph Grant returned to his office, the phone in his office rang. Joseph Grant took a look and saw that it was an internal call from the President's office. Joseph Grant picked up the phone, placed it beside his ear, and asked solemnly: "Mr. President, you were looking for me?"

"Joseph, you seem to be especially wary of me." Old President's voice resounded, calling out so intimately. Joseph Grant answered in all seriousness: "it's not the truth, can I help you with anything?" "Yes, it's very important, Joseph Grant, I have to congratulate you in advance, I think you will become the next President." Although Old President's words were filled with unwillingness, he had no choice but to admit this fact. Mr. President, you are joking. The general election is a serious matter and should not be used as a joke." However, Joseph Grant spoke each and every word with caution. After all, the Old President was truly full of scams, and if one was not careful, they would jump in, and not be able to recover from it.

"I'm not joking, what I say is the truth. In this year and more, we have been fighting everywhere, trying to fight for a higher or lower position, but what I want to say is, I have not lost to you, I have only lost to fate, I am old, yet you are like the rising sun, shining brilliantly, magnificent, glorious. Joseph Grant, you have a lot of evidence in your hands, I know that you have been waiting for this day to come when you are preparing to expose me before the general election." Old President's voice was calm as he chatted about these shocking things.

Joseph Grant frowned. He felt that this old man was crazy.

"Joseph Grant, I want to negotiate a condition with you, that I'm willing to plead guilty, can you give the position of Vice-President to my nephew, Duke?" Old President did not hesitate at all and directly asked him.

Joseph Grant was very surprised as well. After a few seconds of silence, he let out a mocking laugh: "The affairs of the nation are strict, and are not a business deal. It is even more impossible for it to be a business deal between you and me.

Old President did not expect Joseph Grant to reject him so easily. He was furious that he was not given the chance to negotiate.

"You really shouldn't turn this into a deal. Don't forget, the two factions are fighting with the country and the people are hurt. If you really have a merciful heart, you should think for the people." Old President seemed to be very confident in convincing him.

"I didn't start the fight." Joseph Grant was also angry, her voice became colder by several degrees.

"If it wasn't you, there would be others as well. Who said that a mountain couldn't hold two tigers, and a country couldn't have two kings?" Old President said leisurely.

"You pushed your nephew to the position, but your goal is still to fight with me. Your Wood Family is really a battle family." Joseph Grant sneered.

"Duke is a good child with an ideal to repay his debts. His talent should be able to obtain a greater platform." Old President said with hope.

Honestly speaking, you as a nephew have a close relationship with him, he is indeed not someone from the Wood Family, but what you said to me today, is meaningless. I hope that Mr. President will put the nation first and the people first, if you think you are guilty of your crimes, then you should recognize your crimes and not let your career be shamed. Have you ever thought that even if Duke has the chance to sit in a position of power, will your existence become a stain that he will never be able to erase in his entire life? Joseph Grant's words were as sharp as knives, every word cut the most painful part of the Old President.

Old President's face instantly stiffened. It was very obvious that he had never looked at the mistakes that he had made, nor thought about how much of an impact his existence would have on his future generations.