Chapter: 1326

Kent only looked at him and did not speak.

Kent's glare humiliated the guy even more. Poor management had put the Bennet Group on the verge of bankruptcy. The group was managed by a woman. He thought that women were incapable of running businesses.

It was only natural for him to assume that Rachel was a commonplace person. Seeing them, she should be apprehensive and attempt to satisfy them.

He didn't anticipate, though, that she would be neither haughty nor humble. He felt like being slapped in the face.

"I believe it's okay that they're acting this way," Kent said out of the blue.

"You've been fawned on by the small companies. This is a time for you to focus on your task. You don't want to make any errors."

“Don't go there!" The guy was indignant.

The others joined in, trying to defend their companion.

“Davis was joking when he said that. He declined all invitations from those firms to dine and have a good time."

“ALL you need to know is what you're doing," Kent said softly, but with a serious expression on his face.

It was the same year when Davis Myers and Kent both began their careers. Working together for close to two decades, they had become good friends and coworkers. Kent was a man serious in speech and manner while Davis was as slippery as an eel.

Kent rose up, quickly tidied up the desk, and placed the signed investigation order neatly into the folder.

“Let's go," he said, removing his badge and putting it in his pocket.

Davis rested his body on the back of the chair "What? Where to?"

Pointing to the time on his watch, Kent remarked, “It's time for

Lunch."

“I didn't even realize it was lunchtime. I skipped breakfast, and I'm starving now. During the meeting with the Sullivan Group, I was feeling hungry. I figured I deserved a wonderful meal," another guy chimed in and got to his feet.

Davis rubbed his temples "We have not slept well or eaten breakfast in recent days. Well, the good news is that we can have lunch in the middle of the day today."

Kent remained expressionless and said nothing.

“Where will we eat?" Davis arose and questioned.

"Didn't Miss Bennet just say we can eat at their canteen?" Kent addressed Davis.

Davis's pupils nearly popped out.

"Shall we truly eat at the staff canteen?"

Kent gave him a sidelong look as if to say, "Or what?"

“We've put forth so much effort, Kent. Lunch should be excellent. Why don't we go out to eat?" Davis complained.