Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1625: Chapter 1625: There’s Actually No Woman By His Side

Although she was pretentious, she wasn’t stupid.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have stood out among a group of internet celebrities and been chosen to take care of the dog, and even managed to land some movie work resources.

She was well aware of how much Adam cared about this dog.

Maybe in Young Master Sinclair’s eyes, her hand wasn’t as important as the dog.

She pursed her lips tightly, holding back her grievance, “I’ll be more careful next time. Please don’t be angry.”

Adam felt a sense of aversion upon hearing her saccharine voice. If she wasn’t still useful to him, he would’ve thrown this woman far away a long time ago.

“You don’t have to take care of it anymore. I’ll find someone specifically for that.” He said indifferently while stroking the golden retriever’s fur.

Dogs need to be taken care of by professionals, otherwise if something happens, that woman…

Damn it, why was he thinking about that woman again?

Feeling irritated, Adam rubbed the dog’s head twice and said impatiently, “Anyway, you wouldn’t take good care of it even if I gave it to you.”

Tiffany never expected to be so unlucky. She knew very well the nature of her relationship with Adam. On the surface, she was Adam’s new favorite, but in reality, aside from helping to take care of this precious golden retriever, she had no other relationship with Adam.

The women who had previously been rumored to be linked with Young Master Sinclair, were the same as her – just helping to take care of this precious dog.

Without this dog, she might not even qualify to call Adam.

Didn’t she just stumble and accidentally let go of the leash?

Besides, it was because the dog suddenly jumped up and hurt her.

Why are humans less important than dogs?

Feeling aggrieved and resentful, Tiffany apologized, “Young Master Sinclair, I really didn’t mean it. Next time I’ll definitely hold the leash firmly. Just let me take care of it, we are already familiar with each other. If you change the person temporarily, it definitely won’t get used to it.”

Adam also thought of this, so he gave in, “Alright, I’ll find someone specifically for this, but you can follow and help if you have time.”

Although Tiffany was dissatisfied with this result, she was very good at reading the room and didn’t pester any further. “I understand, Young Master Sinclair.”

“What did you come to see me for today?” Adam settled the dog and didn’t want to waste too much time talking to her.

His patience was limited to the dog; as for Tiffany, sorry, he had none.

“I saw online that only feeding dog food is bad for its health. Walmart happens to have mixed grain nutrition tablets for dogs, I’d like to go with you to check them out.”

The most important thing is, hopefully, to take this opportunity to arrange a date.

“Its dog food is professionally designed by a nutritionist. Don’t feed it randomly!” Adam frowned, his elite demeanor unmistakable, and said impatiently while tugging at his tie, “I’ll give you one more chance, what did you come to talk about?”

Born as an internet celebrity, Tiffany knew the most important thing in their circle was to know what she wanted.

Of course, she wanted to thoroughly get connected with Adam, this super wealthy second generation.

But after realizing it was impossible, she quickly adjusted her mindset, seeking what she desired, “Here’s the thing, Young Master Sinclair. I watched the movie’s script last night, and I think my character Rowena could benefit from an added storyline to be more enriched. So I want to discuss with the screenwriter about appropriately modifying the script…”

Adam knew exactly what she wanted as soon as she opened her mouth. His gaze deepened, and he just left one sentence, “If you think it’s not good enough, you can choose to not act.”

Tiffany’s face resembled being slapped hard, alternating between pale and flushed.

Adam couldn’t be bothered to waste his time with her, saying, “I have a meeting to attend. If you have nothing else, take the dog back.”

He paused and added, “I’ll have the driver send you back.”

The woman who just got metaphorically slapped was overjoyed, “Thank you, Young Master Sinclair.”

She didn’t know that the sole reason Adam arranged for a driver was because Olivia had mentioned that her dog disliked riding in taxis.

After dealing with the clingy woman, the assistant took a phone call, walked towards him, and whispered, “Young Master Sinclair, Madam called again.”

Adam’s eyes flickered, hiding the light in them, “I know, let’s go.”

“Alright.”