The old butler nodded and turned around to leave the room. Before he got out, Edward's voice stopped him. "Don't let him know I bought it for him. Don't even mention me when you talk to him, understand?" The old butler paused, not understanding as his brows furrowed. "Master Edward, what will that achieve? You have always been strict on Young Master Josh, and have put on an uncaring facade. In the Bluemel household, no one cares for him as much as you do." Edward frowned as he slowly turned to his butler. "Because that's how I grew up. I hope for him to become someone independent in the future, and not just be headlined as 'Edward Bluemel's son'. Do you understand?" The old butler nodded after a short pause. "Yes, Master Edward. I understand." The flashback concluded as the old butler soothed his own chest. Even though Young Master Josh was a genius, he was still an easily-fooled child. Josh carefully placed the plush toy beside his pillow before a faint smile eventuall
Ziggy inspected the card for a while before he opened his tiny mouth. "Nathan Chapman of the Chapman Group?" Just before he shut down the laptop, Ziggy’s tiny hands swiped at the mouse pad and started typing on the laptop. Very soon, information about the Chapman Group and Nathan Chapman appeared on the screen. Ziggy quickly read through the information on the screen attentively. 'Looks like this is where mommy is going to work in the future.' The company was not bad considering that there was practically no sketchy past. Furthermore, the company's main portfolio was fashion design, which is what Rachel was good at. Ziggy nodded satisfactorily, not noticing that Rachel approaching from behind. "How come the information I looked up on Google was not half as detailed as yours?" Rachel's gaze lingered on the article on the laptop the entire time with her head slightly tilted. Shocked, Ziggy quickly shut down the laptop. As the screen turned dark, Rachel was baffled. “Why
After Rachel had finished her breakfast, Ziggy handed her her bag. "Mommy, I've put your drafts, drawing materials, and some simple first-aid kit items into the bag." Rachel opened her bag and looked at the nicely-packed items in astonishment. Even she, herself might not have been able to prepare everything so neatly. She then looked at Ziggy, who already had his school bag on his back. All she could do was stare in amazement as words failed her. "Stop spacing out, mommy. The bus to the school will be here in five minutes. You should switch to bus 220 after that and it should arrive at the Chapman Group company within five minutes, which means you should arrive at work by 7.50 AM." Ziggy held Rachel's hand and walked down the stairs at a moderate speed. Rachel's lips were open the entire time. Did she give birth to a baby or a computer?? "Ziggy, how do you know the bus route to school? And the bus route to my company?! I was planning to take a cab..." Ziggy said matter-
Not long after Rachel left the Minnow Nursery School, bus 220 arrived right by her side. She boarded the bus with a slight surprise and could not recover from it even after the bus had stopped in front of the Chapman Group headquarters. Rachel shook herself out of her thought before she walked into the building. She stood in front of the company directory for quite a while, searching, with her eyebrows knitted tightly together. 'Just where is the president's office?? The Chapman Group's headquarters is so large, I can't even find his office?' Seeing a female employee pass by with her cup of coffee, Rachel chased after her. "Hi, I was wondering where the president's office is. Can you point me in the direction?" The employee looked at Rachel's nude-but-pretty face and narrowed her eyes. "The president's office? What business might you have there?" Rachel showed her the name card she had in her hand. "Actually, Mr. Chapman asked me to report in his office today by 8 AM."
Upon hearing Rachel's words, Nathan immediately recalled the lonely figure in his memory. He silently placed his palm on his forehead out of helplessness. 'That memory isn’t merely an exceptional one, it’s an unforgettable one too!' "Alright, fine. Let's not talk about him." Speaking of that person, Nathan felt a sudden chill running up his spine. Rachel took a few steps forward and placed the sweat-soaked name card on Nathan's table. "I'm two minutes late on the first day of work, so whatever Mr. Chapman has decided to do with me, I will accept." Nathan squinted at Rachel. "What, you think I'll fire you over this?" Rachel lifted her head and looked at Nathan in surprise. "Is that not the case? It's my first day of work..." Nathan nodded. "Procedurally, I should. But I'm not the type to give up on potential employees just because of that. Besides, I like the way you handled the situation today." There was something else Nathan withheld saying. Not only was she the s
Rachel moved her mouse around, clicking through different links as she searched for information to the Chapman Group's latest design competition. Fine, detailed illustrations and graceful fonts were littered around the website. Her attention snapped to the theme of the competition, namely, youthfulness, the future, and hope. Rachel half-closed her eyes as countless ideas flashed through her mind. 'Youthfulness, the future, and hope, huh?' The quieter and calmer Rachel appeared, the more antsy the people around her behaved. Several design staff members wheeled themselves on their office chair to the employee who had previously tricked Rachel. "Melissa, I hear the new girl isn't just 'someone'!" "Not only that! Anne led her out of the president's office!" "Don’t be fooled by the fact that she has the same position as us. Just look at her station, she has the sunlight and space, she's definitely someone special!" "Tsk tsk, that sounds about right! Could she be the pre
Rachel carefully kept her draft away. Since she did not get enough sleep the night before, she gave a long yawn before slumping over her desk and took a nap. Nathan, who had been observing Rachel from his office the entire time, slowly stood up and walked to the fridge in the corner of his office. He opened up the fridge full of an assortment of cakes and desserts. Nathan simply took out a few of them, including a bottle of milk, and slowly made his way downstairs. Seeing as no one was around, he put the food down on Rachel's workstation. He then slotted his hands in his pocket and looked at Rachel sleeping. Before he returned to his office, he set the air-conditioning on the first floor to a higher temperature. Very quickly, lunch hour had passed and people began to return to the office. The noise returned too, replacing the serene silence. Hunched over her work desk, Rachel yawned and slowly sat upright. While she stretched and yawned, she accidentally pushed a past
Nathan sighed, wondering how he had managed to keep his friendship with a weirdo like Edward for more than a dozen years. Edward cared about — or it could even be said that he prioritized — his son, but he had never allowed pictures of his son to appear anywhere and that was because he wished to protect him. Similarly, pictures of his wife Rue had never appeared anywhere as well, though outsiders said he was trying to protect her. However, Nathan understood. Edward simply did not want Rue to appear anywhere, or else it would have connected him to her. Nathan tilted his head as if he did not understand anything at all. Years ago, Edward had told him that he slept with a woman and it was pretty clear that he was very attracted to her. He even publicized his search to find that woman. That woman was later known as Rue. So the searches ended as she appeared, but why was he so disinterested in her after that? It almost felt like he was disgusted by her. If not for that rea