Chapter 1398: Chapter 1611

She was impressed by the strict education in wealthy families.

She was curious.

“Were your tutors strict? Did they use physical punishment for mistakes?”

Hilliard replied, “They didn’t resort to physical punishment.

But Graham, my brother, would meticulously check our homework with a ruler in hand every day after classes.

”

“So, your brother used the ruler for physical punishment, right? Did he ever use it on you?”

He shook his head.

Surprised, Jennifer asked, “Not even once?”

“No, not me.

I was always careful not to make mistakes.

I’m quite conscientious.

Cyrus and Lucinda received most of the punishments.

”

Jennifer suddenly had a mischievous idea.

She gathered a stack of over 4@ foreign-language documents and challenged Hilliard, “Kindly translate all these files for me before the close of work.

If you can’t, I might have to punish you with a ruler.

”

Hilliard couldn’t help but glance at the stack of documents.

He then checked his watch and saw that he still had 2.

5 hours until Lunchtime.

Considering that it had taken him 1.

5 hours to translate the five business proposals, the prospect of completing over 4@ documents before the end of the workday was undoubtedly a challenging task.

Hilliard neither collected those documents nor said anything.

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Jennifer, fixated on his expression, arched her eyebrows and said, “If you find the seven-day assessment too challenging, you’re free to quit and return to your normal life.

”

He instantly stood up, walked over to her, and picked up the thick documents.

“I won’t quit, Miss Turner.

You have my word.

”

The worst-case scenario for him was a palm strike from her if he failed to complete the task.

Refusing the challenge equated to rejecting Jennifer again.

This would only push her farther away and make reconciliation even more unattainable.

Hilliard returned to his seat and meticulously translated the documents on his computer.

Looking at his focused demeanor, Jennifer tried to suppress her laughter.

Both of them diligently resumed work.

The office was shrouded in silence and peace as no one spoke.

Lunchtime came two and a half hours later.

Jennifer rose from her desk, adjusted her suit, and glanced at Hilliard.

“Mr.

Simmons, no matter how occupied you are with work, don’t skip meals.

I’m heading to lunch, care to join?”

Having translated only nine documents, Hilliard continued working and replied without much thought, “I’m not hungry yet.

”