Chapter 117
He asked about the progress of the investigation again, and Jeremiah put down his phone.
He opened the call log, looked for a number, and sent a text message.
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After what happened yesterday, Paulette feels like she’s been through a near–death experience. Looking at her colleagues in the company again, she actually finds them incredibly adorable.
Cecilia was especially cute.
In the morning, she not only gave her homemade cookies, but also squeezed juice for her.
Even the miscellaneous tasks she was responsible for were assigned to other colleagues, under the guise of helping her focus and catch inspiration. In reality, it felt like she was being sidelined.
Paulette kept thinking and feeling something was wrong, couldn’t take it anymore and asked, “Are you telling the truth, is the company planning to fire me?”
Cecilia: “What are you saying, talking like that?”
“Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?”
Paulette looked her up and down, wanting to see if there was “a
conspiracy” in her eyes.
“Did I treat you badly before?” Cecilia rolled her eve
It’s okay, but not that great.
“Did I just… console my subordinates, you know?”
Cecilia felt uncomfortable under her gaze, she lowered her head to tidy up the various drawings on the table, “You’ve been so busy with work lately that you’ve lost weight. Don’t tell me your fiance, even I feel sorry for you. Don’t let him come knocking on our door accusing us of mistreating you, then I won’t be able to explain myself.”
“Oh…”
Paulette deliberately elongated her voice, her clear eyes blinking without blinking, “Oh, I see.”
“Of course, that’s how it is. What else could it be?”
Cecilia suddenly felt a bit scared, so she put on a bossy attitude and started chasing people away, “We’re going out for lunch at noon, so hurry up and finish what you’re working on!”
Paulette didn’t say anything, she just gave her a deep look and then turned and walked out.
She was sure. Cecilia was really weird.
Did he actually say he was going to comfort his subordinates?
Where did the comfort come from? Why don’t others have it?
No one at the company knew about Paulette being kidnapped yesterday.
At eleven thirty, Jeremiah showed up right on time downstairs at Dreammaker. Paulette and Cecilia went downstairs together, with Cecilia even more excited than Paulette.
“I met your fiance for the first time, and I didn’t even tidy up properly…
Do you think he will get a bad impression of me?”
Paulette gave her a weird look and asked, “Is his impression of you really important?”
“Of course it was important!”
“You know, we’re good friends, doesn’t your boyfriend’s opinion of me also reflect his attitude towards you? Do you think it’s important or not?”
Paulette couldn’t answer.
She forced a smile and didn’t respond.
I walked out of the building and saw Jeremiah’s car parked on the side of the road. He honked the horn, opened the door, and got out. Paulette walked over, a smile unconsciously appearing at the corner of her mouth, “Have you been waiting long?”
“Not long after,” Jeremiah naturally took the bag from her hand and asked gently, “Hungry?”
Paulette shook her head and then remembered there was someone standing next to her. “Oh, by the way… let me introduce you, this is Cecilia, the leader of my design team. And my fiance, Jeremiah.”
Cecilia has been keeping her head down since just now, she’s like a completely different person from the one on the way here.
After introducing herself, Paulette modestly raised her head and extended her hand, saying, “Nice to meet you.”
Jeremiah glanced at her, reached out and shook her hand.
Let go in a second.
of her.”
The man’s calm tone sounded emotionless, but very pleasant. Cecilia nervously swallowed and said, “You’re welcome…this is all I should do.”
Paulette was once again stunned, her eyes filled with confusion.
Did you?
Cecilia and Jeremiah, even though it was their first meeting, isn’t this a bit too polite?
Jeremiah noticed Paulette’s look, raised his hand and gave her a hug on the shoulder, motioning for her to get in the car. He was talking to Cecilia.
“Don’t worry, I won’t eat people.”
This time it was a joking tone.
“Okay.” Cecilia forced a smile, gritted her teeth as she got into the car, thinking, what was all that talk about? Mr. Swanson must have a bias against her.
Considering he still had to work in the afternoon, Jeremiah chose a restaurant not far from Dreammaker.
Paulette had been here before, the taste was really good.
“Do you have any food preferences, Cecilia?”
“No. I didn’t.”
