Mr. Lang quickly passed his business card. Jeanette received it—only to have her finger being brushed by the man’s finger almost as though deliberately.God, this client had one of the least likable faces she had ever seen in her life.Jeanette waited until Mr. Goldwater finished signing before scrambling away with the document in her arms.Then, on the very next day, while sending her document to the marketing department, she met the very same Mr. Lang again. He was alone in the spacious con
Meanwhile, all the way back in the old Godfrey mansion, Damon and his mother had come to an impasse. It had been three days since Sylvia took Felix away from his parents, and yet she still refused to return him to them.Jeanette might not have explicitly talked about this, but Damon knew she was beside herself, worried.She was not alone in her anxiety.“Just let Felix come home already, Mom!”“That boy is my grandson! What’s wrong with me getting together with my grandson, huh? Did Jeanette
She put up a polite smile. “I can’t drink as much as you, Mr. Lang. So I’m gonna have to ask you to let me off the hook for this one.”“Aww. How about this? I’ll help ya’ drink for the next few toasts.”“Thanks.”Mr. Lang’s lips curled into a lopsided smile. “Drinking is a physical sport, though, Supergirl. I should deserve some compensation from helping you, right, Miss Leighton?”He leaned, pressing his body close to her as if he did not just step into the bounds of the ladies’ room. Jeane
“Oops, my hand slipped. How clumsy of me.” Jeanette snickered, hurling the glass to the floor with a flick of her wrist. It shattered into pieces. “You must excuse me, Mr. Lang.”She grabbed Lucia’s hand—who was so startled by this sudden course of events that she did not even know what to say—and marched toward the exit.“Leighton! Come back here, or so help me, I’m gonna make you regret this!” Mr. Lang thundered in rage. He reached out and grabbed Jeanette.She swung herself free.It was a
Mr. Lang thundered, “Why you—"He suddenly stopped, and a smug chuckle supplanted his rage instead. “C’mon, Miss Leighton. You didn’t come all the way here, at this hour of a workday, just to have a fight with me, right? You’re here because you need me. You want me to let you off the hook so you can get your job in the Godfrey Group back.”“Oh, really? What if I don’t wanna back down?”Mr. Lang’s gaze sharpened. “If you refuse to cower, I’ll make sure you’ll never find a job in this city, no
Despite firing Jeanette through an email this morning, these people still thought they could pressure her into an unfair apology.How could Jeanette possibly relent?Mr. Lang waved dismissively with a flair of faux mercy. “Oh, you people shouldn’t. It’s not like me to want things to become so intense, especially when it involves a young woman who didn’t know better.”“If you’re reluctant, then allow me.”A new but familiar voice had joined the fray from outside. Jeanette turned around, start
Jeanette fastened her seatbelt quietly. Any words she had wanted to say were sacrificed to silence.It lasted for a few seconds when Damon finally broke the spell with a snarl, “How dumb are you, Jeanette?”“Wha? What do you mean?”“You didn’t even think of coming to me after this whole debacle? Or do you think I’m so incompetent, I wouldn’t be able to help you despite being the CEO of this company?”“I’m… just one of your many employees, Damon. What right do I have to ask you?”“Jeanette,
“Oh my God. Are you… Are you hurt?”“’Course not! Grandma Sylvia might not have let me see you, but she’s pretty nice to me.”Jeanette examined her son thoroughly, leaving no spot unchecked. She was relieved to find Felix in the pink of health, his body without blemish and scarless. In fact, she thought he even looked a little chubbier than she last saw him.Sylvia might have a plethora of billingsgate against her, but she certainly showered her only grandson with nothing but love.Jeanette