chapter 19

Bastian entered the office with a packed lunch basket in his hand. He walked straight to Patricia's desk, and stood in front of her desk.

Patricia was working on her laptop, and despite seeing Bastian standing in front of her, she didn’t pause or look at her. Instead, she enlarged her eyeballs to stare more vividly on her screen and pressed the keyboard speedily with anger.

“This is for you.” He informed and placed the lunch basket. He waited for a few seconds, expecting her to lift her hand and check the meal, but she did not.

“Enjoy your meal…” he said, expecting a word from her.

He slightly pointed his hand to his seat. “I will go to my seat now.” He informed and as she turned towards his seat, his phone rang so he halted.

He took his phone out of his chest pocket and received the call.

“Hello,” he greeted first and patiently waited for the caller to express herself.

“Okay, thank you. I will inform the president and fix a new day for the meeting. Thank you.” He assured, slightly cu