Wyatt Perry was still working overtime in his office on the weekend, and Claudia Ross made a loving lunch box to deliver to him.
It was the same as last time, she went directly from the garage to the CEO's office. Hailey Jack was not there, so she walked straight in.
Inside the office, Wyatt Perry had a stern face, his brows were furrowed, and he was looking at documents.
Even with the sound of the door opening, he did not look up, not even lifting an eyelid.
Claudia Ross tiptoed over to Wyatt Perry, ready to give his shoulders a rub, as working hunched over for long periods easily leads to periarthritis of the shoulder.
Just as she reached out her hand, Wyatt Perry accurately wrapped his arm around her waist, pulled her onto his lap in one smooth motion.
"How did you know it was me who came?" Claudia Ross asked with a giggle, then immediately put on a stern face, "You wouldn't think I'm Anastasia Barton, right? Huh?"