Selena Kensington knew that the president of such a large conglomerate would naturally have many matters to handle, but she also didn't want Sterling Norwood to overwork himself.
"...Alright."
Sterling Norwood, who originally had no concept of a lunch break, once again made a concession for his young wife.
Sterling Norwood took Selena Kensington to the lounge.
The bed in the lounge was very large, enough for three or four people to sleep in.
Moreover, it was like a complete bedroom, with a bathroom, wardrobe, and desk all fully equipped.
Sterling Norwood covered Selena Kensington with the quilt. "Sleep tight."
"Um... Good afternoon, Ah Jing."
Selena Kensington was a bit drowsy, her eyes were a bit hazy.
Sterling Norwood paused, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
He stroked Selena Kensington's hair, gently coaxing her, "Sweetheart, what did you just call me?"
"Ah Jing, what's wrong? Do you not like it?"
Selena Kensington said.
