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At noon.

A female secretary pushed a service cart into the executive office and placed an exquisite lunch box onto the coffee table.

"President Grayson, I've set your lunch right here."

Xavier Grayson stood up and picked up his suit jacket. "Never mind. I'm going out to eat."

"Going out?" The secretary blinked in utter disbelief. "Don't you usually never eat out