The adults quickly headed somewhere for a good chat. Meanwhile, Naomi was being approached by Harley's eldest son, Benedict Louis, also known as Cutie Pie. "Naomi!" Benedict's face was full of smiles as he said, "I went to watch the archery tournament that you mentioned last time. It just so happens that they'll be having a tour in Rosaville City a few days later. I've bought the tickets, so let's go together!" Naomi reached out and flicked him on the forehead, reprimanding, "What did you call me? Don't you know you should address me with respect?" Benedict rubbed his forehead and complained, "But you're not my sister! And you're not much older than me either!" "I'm six years older than you, isn't that considered much older? How rude!" Benedict only smirked as he whispered, "There are couples that get together although they are several years apart! And they're all doing fine too!" However, Naomi did not pay attention to him as her gaze was fixated o
The next morning, when Naomi arrived at the company, Clint was already waiting for her at the door. "Miss Naomi, you're here!" Naomi shook her head and said, "Uncle Clint, just call me casually! Didn't I tell my father not to trouble you?" "It's fine. I'll take you to your department." They walked together and noticed the staff in the project department had already started working already. Clint introduced Naomi to the manager of the department, "Madam Leon, this is Naomi George. She will be an intern reporting to you from today onwards. Please guide her well!" The manager of the department, Cynthia Leon, was dressed in a black suit. Her hair was tied up meticulously in a ponytail, while a large pair of dull, black-framed glasses rested on her nose. Upon hearing that, Cynthia glanced at Naomi seriously before shooting a look at Clint. "Assistant Zuckerberg, I'm afraid I can't guide her!" The rejection was sudden and unexpected. Na
It was only when Naomi stood in front of the man that she realized she looked strange. How could she idiotically come over and stare at him because of his expression? Just as she was thinking if she should flee the scene, the man spoke. "Are you Miss George?" Naomi was stunned and stammered, "You are..." "I'm your client from Inchee Company. My name is Nelson Luther!" Naomi was momentarily stunned, her heart feeling an inexplicable sense of loss and disappointment. Yet, it seemed to be reasonable. After all, the news of that person's death had been known more than a decade ago. He was no longer in this world. Even if she had met someone similar to him, it could never be him. "Miss George?" Nelson's voice rang again, dragging her out of her daze. "Oh yes. Hello, Mr. Luther!" "Hello!" Nelson shook her hand gently. His touch was adequate and polite. With that, Naomi's first impression of him was that he was a nice gentleman.
After Naomi left Inchee, her heart was still racing. It was not until she got into a cab that she touched her flushed cheeks. Oh god! What on earth did she do! That was so embarrassing! Though, she had to admit, Nelson... did seem somewhat familiar to her. She didn't really feel repulsive towards that idea either. Naomi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She took out her mobile phone and found that Eddison had not replied to her yet. Hence, she decided to call him. Unfortunately, she was directed to his voicemail, saying, "The number you have dialed is currently not reachable." Naomi frowned and thought to herself, "Could it be that his phone ran out of battery and he's still waiting there?" She then looked at her watch and found that the match was going to end soon. She still felt quite uneasy. With that, Naomi bought a cake from the roadside and rushed over there. As expected, Eddison was not at the entranc
The next day was the day for Sugar Bun to go abroad. The whole family went to see him off at the airport. On the way there, Amos kept comforting Eudora. On the way there, Amos kept comforting Eudora, "When a child grows up, he has to leave home to learn more things. Sugar Bun has always been treated well when he's with us. I have also made arrangements for him over there, so don't worry." Eudora promised to restrain her emotions till Sugar Bun passed the security checkpoint. She just reminded him to pay attention to his health and reminded him to give her a call when he arrived there. It was not until the figure of her son disappeared at the security checkpoint that tears started to well up Eudora's eyes. Amos saw her brooding eyes, therefore he reached out to hold her and tried to change the subject. "I just saw a bakery over there and they sell your favorite cake. I'll buy one for you!" Eudora sniffed and said, "Sugar Bun also likes tha
After looking at the building, Naomi took out her mobile phone to take photos, and then she edited them while walking. She was afraid that she would forget her ideas after a while, so she did it right away. This way she could directly send them to the designer afterwards. She was focusing on her phone that she did not notice the existence of a stone beside her, therefore she stumbled and fell towards the ground. Fortunately, Nelson extended his long arms and pulled her into his embrace. Naomi's nose bumped onto Nelson's shirt. Blood came gushing out of her nose, staining his shirt red. "I'm sorry," Naomi apologized before she could even pinch her nose. The next second, Nelson reached out his hand and helped her. "Why are you so careless? Has your nose been hurt before?" As he said that, he took out the handkerchief from his pocket and said, "Use this." Naomi smiled and shook her head. She replied, "I'm fine." In fact, what she said
Nelson and his mother, Tiffany, were sitting opposite each other in the living room in their house. Tiffany had been sent to prison because of her past misdeeds when she had colluded with Harry. She had gotten released upon completion of her sentence a few years ago. However, they had not been in contact with each other and Nelson had only tracked her down now. Tiffany had not been leading a good life these few years and she looked much older than before. She was a bit puzzled when she saw Nelson's expression but stayed quiet. Nelson tried to call her, "Mom..." Tiffany trembled, and only then did she come to a realization. She said, "You are..." "Mom, I'm Vincent!" Tiffany stretched out her shivering hand and caressed Nelson's face. "Are you really Vincent? They all said that you had died and I was so sad!" Nelson pursed his lips and said, "They're right. 'Vincent Granger' is long gone. Starting ten years ago, I started living
In Inchee Company, Nelson sat in front of his desk. Richard was reporting to him. "Mr. Luther, you're right. The Granger family is indeed looking into Miss George's whereabouts. However, we've arranged everything ahead of time. They won't be able to find out that you were with her." Nelson nodded and said, "Great." Richard asked again with curiosity, "Aren't you pursuing Miss George? Wouldn't it be better if you just tell her candidly about your identity? Miss George might even accept you even quicker if you do so!" Nelson shook his head and replied, "You don't understand. Amos is too excellent. Once he discovers my existence now, he will definitely find a way to investigate me thoroughly. Then, all our plans will be in vain! That's not the result we want, hmm?" Richard nodded and said, "You're always so thorough, sir." Nelson paused for a while and said, "However, they are incredibly sharp-witted by investigating me so soon. We have to speed u