No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother-Chapter 457 - 455: In the Middle of the Night [Third Update]
Christopher Scott thought about it and felt a chill in his heart.
So he spent the whole day in a gloomy state, lacking energy at work, and every time he thought of Seven Murray, his expression turned unpleasant.
At Murray Corporation, in Seven Murray’s office, her state wasn’t any better, constantly pondering whether she should give up on Christopher Scott and find another path.
It was 11:30 at night when Seven Murray dragged her exhausted body home from the company.
As she opened the apartment door, she impatiently kicked her high heels into the center of the living room, agitatedly ruffling her hair, and helplessly said, "Brother Three, if you want to help me, then help, why make me talk to Christopher Scott?"
"Ah..." Seven Murray shouted, feeling like she was about to collapse, being driven to the brink by Christopher Scott. Whether life or death, at least say something, leaving her waiting like this is torture. It would be better to give a straightforward answer and let her put her mind to rest.
After a bout of frustration, Seven Murray stripped herself bare and went into the shower room, ferociously scrubbing herself with warm water.
When she came out of the shower room, the phone she had thrown on the bed started ringing.
Seven Murray, rubbing her wet hair with a towel, frowned, thinking, it’s already midnight, who would call her at this hour?
She ambled over to the bed, nonchalantly grabbed the phone, and found it was Christopher Scott calling.
Seven Murray took a deep breath, stared straight at the phone, torn about whether to answer it or not.
Before today, she would definitely pretend not to have heard this call and let it ring.
But when she remembered she had just submitted a cooperation proposal to Christopher Scott in the morning, she didn’t have the guts not to answer, so after calming her breath, Seven Murray answered the call.
She asked, "President Scott, what’s up?"
On the other end, Christopher Scott’s voice was cold, "I’m reviewing your proposal, come over for a bit."
Hearing Christopher Scott’s command, Seven Murray held her breath. After working all day, exhausted like a dog, and having finally showered and prepared to sleep, he was calling her over now.
Though Seven Murray wanted to yell over the phone, "You’re freaking crazy, discussing work in the middle of the night?"
She still forced a smile and said, "Okay, I’ll be right there."
After hanging up, Seven Murray chose a casual sports outfit from the wardrobe, since it was late at night and she was just meeting a jerk, no need to dress formally.
So after changing clothes, she put on a pair of sneakers and left.
Too tired, she was too lazy to drive, so she used a phone app to call a cab, heading to Scott Clan Group.
When Seven Murray got out of the taxi, it was already 1 AM, and the November autumn wind was chilly. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around her chest and put up the hood of her jacket.
Taking a deep breath, as she walked towards the Scott Clan Building, she unintentionally saw a 24-hour restaurant in the adjacent building, stared at it for a while, then turned right and walked over.
A moment later, she knocked on Christopher Scott’s office door, carrying a late-night snack.
She only took off her hood and entered when she heard Christopher Scott tell her to come in.
When Seven Murray came in, Christopher Scott was stunned, and then he surveyed her from head to toe.
Nighttime Seven Murray seemed softer than during the day, without heavy makeup or high heels and her professional outfit. Her large wavy hair, looking very competent during the day, now hung messily over her shoulders.
The gray tracksuit made her look much younger, and for a moment, Christopher Scott had an illusion, as if he was back seven years ago, still in school.
This version of Seven Murray was quite comforting, at least no longer seemingly worldly.
Seeing Christopher Scott staring straight at her, Seven Murray immediately raised her left hand to ruffle her hair and explained, "I came out in a hurry, so I didn’t tidy up."
Actually, she was implying that Christopher Scott was too abnormal, not letting her rest in the middle of the night and still summoning her to discuss work.
Listening to Seven Murray’s explanation, Christopher Scott calmly said, "It’s quite alright."
Then he lowered his head, making a show of reviewing Seven Murray’s proposal.
Christopher Scott’s "quite alright" left Seven Murray puzzled. Too tired to think, she merely walked unhurriedly closer to him, placed the late-night snack on his desk, then pulled out a chair and nonchalantly sat down, staring at the proposal in his hands.
Seeing the late-night snack Seven Murray placed on the table, inexplicably, Christopher Scott felt a wave of warmth in his heart. Initially, he thought she would show her displeasure by calling her over so late. Surely, she’d be impatient, thinking he was making things difficult for her. Which, to be honest, he was. But he didn’t expect she would bring him something to eat.
When Christopher Scott looked up at Seven Murray, he tried to catch her emotions in her eyes, even if she was just putting on an act. But he saw nothing besides fatigue.
Therefore, he politely said, "Thank you!"
Christopher Scott’s sudden politeness made Seven Murray somewhat uncomfortable, especially since he’d yelled at her just this morning. She didn’t expect him to be much softer upon seeing him again at night.
So, hearing this ’thank you’, she awkwardly brushed her hair and said, "It’s late, there wasn’t much except noodles. You’ll have to make do!"
"Mm!" Christopher Scott nodded, shifted the proposal a bit to the right, extended his long arm to pick up the bowl of beef noodles, and started eating without hesitation.
With nothing else to do, Seven Murray propped her chin on her hands, resting her elbows on the table, and watched Christopher Scott eat fixedly, not feeling awkward even after seven years. It seemed natural.
After Christopher Scott finished the beef noodles, he tied the bag and set it aside. Seven Murray immediately stood up to take it, saying, "I’ll throw it away."
"Thank you!!" Christopher Scott suddenly realized that the atmosphere tonight was rather pleasant, at least Seven Murray hadn’t called him President Scott or Young Master Scott.
When Seven Murray returned to the office after throwing away the trash, Christopher Scott was back to reviewing the proposal. So Seven Murray sat across from him again, rested her chin on her hands, propped on the table, and quietly watched him work.
A few minutes later, Christopher Scott suddenly looked up and said, "Seven, although your proposal is very detailed, it has too many loopholes. Many promotions are a waste of resources and unnecessary, and your management aspect isn’t rigorous enough. Let me take a closer look and then give you feedback." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
This time, Christopher Scott was genuinely focused on the proposal. He noticed Seven Murray had put a lot of effort into it but still lacked some elements. Christopher Scott pondered how to help her perfect it, so her brand would be all the more remarkable when it debuted.
"Mm...? Okay...okay..." Seven was surprised that Christopher Scott called her Seven instead of Miss Murray. She was a bit at a loss, but when she realized Christopher was seriously considering her proposal, she quickly nodded and agreed.
