"Well, I will definitely be there." Hazel smiled and promised.

Professor Watson was pleased when he left. Vanessa was full of resentment, but nothing else could be done, so she left.

Hazel also wanted to leave, but Joshua stopped her.

"Very happy?" he asked.

"Well," Hazel nodded happily, and his beautiful eyes were full of pride. "Because Professor Watson now knows that I have ideas. He knows that I am Hazel, not just your girlfriend."

Joshua smiled slightly, he liked seeing Hazel this way. She didn't need to use the title of somebody's girlfriend or somebody's wife to define herself. She is herself.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?" Hazel watched Joshua with a strange glare. His eyes made her a little embarrassed, just like a wolf saw a little white rabbit.

"Nothing, I was just thinking, how many times will you surprise me?" Joshua had a gentler look, and his eyes looked more thoughtful. His words made her somewhat embarrassed.

"Unless you need me, I will be going back to work," Hazel said shyly.

"Don't worry," Hazel asked.

"Is this weekend free?"

"Why? Are you planning on taking me on a date?" Hazel looked at him blankly.

"Hazel, you are getting smarter and smarter." Joshua smiled.

"No, I probably don't have time," Hazel said.

"The next weekend, what are you going to wear to the party?" he asked.

Hazel was stunned, she really had not considered this matter. The banquet was naturally going to be a formal event, but she had nothing to wear that would be appropriate, and she did not have much spare cash.

Hazel thought about it and looked at Joshua.

"Mr. President," she blinked. "Can you pay my salary in advance?"

Joshua lifted his eyebrows slightly. "Mr. President can buy it for you."

"No need, it was okay as long as you could pay my salary in advance. I want to buy it myself." Hazel insisted.

"Hazel," Joshua sighed. "When are you willing to let me fulfill my responsibility as a boyfriend?"

"In any case, my salary is also given by you. This is no different." Hazel said.

"This is not the same." Joshua was somewhat unhappy. He returned to his desk and said calmly.

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"You go back to your office; this matter will not be discussed any further."

Hazel hurriedly followed to his side. "President, how can such a small matter not be discussed?"

Joshua was quite powerless; this little girl was tough to handle.

"That's good, please me." He suddenly said.

"Ah?" Hazel looked at him skeptically. She really wondered if she had heard wrong. "What did you say?"

Joshua, who has always been mature and steady... would he actually say such despicable words?

"I will give you five minutes, as long as you make me happy, I will give you a prepaid salary," Joshua said. His heart was pounding in anticipation. What will this girl do?

Hazel frowned, and she really didn't know how to please him.

She remembered the look she would give her parents and her brother when she wanted something. She gently pulled on his sleeves, lowered her head, and looked up, batting her eyelashes, "Mr. President.."

Joshua was so excited, but he could not let Hazel see that.

Apart from that time she was drunk, Hazel never spoke to him like this. She was so cute when she wanted her own way. However, acting like this was not enough.

Seeing that he was still unmoved, Hazel ran behind him. "I will give you a message."

The pressure on his shoulders was minimal compared to the pressure he was feeling in his heart, he was helpless, which was not what he wanted.

"You still have three minutes." Joshua reminded her.

Hazel, feeling a little anxious as if she knew it was not enough, leaned over, and kissed his lips.

"Is that enough?" she asked.

"No, not enough." Joshua laughed, pulled her into her arms, and kissed her heavily.

"This is the most introductory level of pleasure, understand?" Joshua said with a smile, his fingers slipped over her cheek.

Hazel blushed, and she looked down at him, "Was I successful?"

"It was your first time, so I will let you pass." Joshua smiled.

As if on cue, Hazel's cell phone vibrated. The money had been transferred to her account, not from work but Joshua himself.

"Interns like you can't get wages in advance." Joshua said, "I will transfer it to you first, even if it is in advance."

"Thank you, Mr. President," Hazel looked at the amount of the money on the phone and frowned in doubt. "Can my salary be so high?"

"This is a part that Professor Watson gave you," Joshua said. "He told me quietly, you helped him solve the problem, so there is a thank-you fee. I was afraid that you would not accept it, so I said I would transfer it to you."

"Really?" Hazel Hayed said happily. "Professor Watson is so nice."

Joshua quietly sighed.

To give Hazel money, he has to come up with many reasons. Fortunately, this girl did overthink too much.

***

On the weekend, Hazel went to buy a dress for the banquet, and naturally, Joshua followed. Although she refused many times, directly to his face, there was no point in arguing with him.

Although the two of them were famous in the past, they were no longer in the spotlight, and not many people would recognize them. However, Joshua was calm and handsome, even more, eye-catching than the celebrities. Many women would often glare at him; Hazel worried that it would only be a matter of time before others recognized them.

She sent Joshua to buy a snack and planned to buy her dress before he returned. Hazel walked into a shop, and a blue dress instantly caught her eye. The dress was modest but elegant, it seemed appropriate for her to wear it to the celebration banquet for Professor Watson.

Hazel was waiting for the shop clerk to dress down off the wall when she heard someone calling her name.

"Isn't this Hazel Crowe?"

Hazel turned around and frowned. The one woman calling to her was Karla Lee, who had framed her twice.

What surprised Hazel the most was that Ivan was by Karla's side. She was holding on to his arm, leaning on him like a little bird.

Were they together?

Hazel was a little bit surprised, but she didn't gossip, so she just nodded at Ivan and continued to look at the dress.

Ivan was confused. He wanted to pull his arm away, but Karla gripped it a little tighter.

She covered up the anger in her heart and smiled harmlessly. "Hazel, are you alone? It would be best if you found a boyfriend. I understand it was lonely before, but now I am with Ivan."