Chapter 62
Stop wasting your time and effort here, Ms. Ember,” said Yvonni “Just take these things and leave.”
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“I wouldn’t dare make decisions for Mr. Fond,” Shirley said in rete. “You still refuse to get off your high horse, but my mission is to ensure that you accept these gifts-
Truly annoyed at this point, Yvonne suddenly snatched the desigir bags from Shirley.
Shirley, who hadn’t yet realized why Yvonne had done so, was about to mock her for finally failing to keep up her act. Before she could do so, Yveline saw a garbage truck passing by and ossed all the items into its open trough. Shirley let out a shrill scream from behind her. “Are you crazy? Tigse are all limited–edition designer items!” “Your mission is complete, so you can see yourself out,” Yvonte sd coldly before turning to return to the villa. She turned off the doorbell to avoid being disturbed again.
The garbage truck driver didn’t know what had been thrown into Els truck, so he continued to drive at a steady speed. “Stop! Stop the truck!” Shirley yelled loudly as she anxiously ran after the truck. “The items in there are incredibly valuable! Hurry up and stop the truck! Don’t you dare try and keep them for yourselves!”
The garbage truck came to a stop, and the garbage collectors looked at her in confusion.
At that moment, Shirley didn’t care about how dirty the garbage truck was. She climbed directly into the open trough and picked up the designer bags Yvonne had thrown away just now, holding them protectively in her arms.
“Since she doesn’t want these expensive bags, then as the person who picked them up, they’re mine now!” she declared.
Shirley returned to the company in her miserable state without even bothering to change her clothes.
Everyone looked at her in disbelief. Some people even discreetly covered their noses while keeping their distance from her. Jared frowned and asked, “What happened to you, Ms. Ember?”
Shirley explained aggrievedly, “I delivered your gifts to Yvonne and even tried to explain things to her nicely, Mr. Ford. However, she lost her temper and threw the bags you gave her into a garbage truck. I ran after the truck and rummaged through the trough for the bags, but I couldn’t find them…..
“How could she trample all over your goodwill like that? I came back to request leave so that I can head over to the garbage collection point to continue the search.”
Jared was stunned for a moment when he heard Yvonne had rejected his gifts. Then again, if he really thought about it, it didn’t come as a surprise.
She was born into a wealthy family, after all, so she wouldn’t just abandon her principles at the sight of his gifts.
Although she hadn’t accepted them this first time, she must definitely be pleased, and his sincerity would gradually get through to her
“Forget it
- it. It’s just a few bags,” he said at last. “You don’t have to look for them anymore. Just go home and rest for today.”
“Understood, Mr. Ford,” replied Shirley.
The moment she turned her back to him, she grinned happily. She was going to go home and admire her bags!
In the afternoon, Frederick was the one who brewed coffee for Jared and brought it to his office.
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After going so long without the coffee he wanted to drink, Jared for inexplicably depressed. “Do you know where Yvvy used to buy coffee beans from, Frederick?” he asked.
im not too sure,” replied Frederick helplessly.
Yvonne used to personally handle all Jared’s affairs, after all.
As Jared held his cup of coffee in hand, he became lost in thought. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt.
“It’s fine. Everything will be alright once Yvvy returns in a few day, and makes me coffer again,” he said to himself, Everything was going to go back to the way it used to be anyway, so it didn’t matter if he had to wait a few more days.
Yvonne made herself a cup of coffee and sipped it while she worked on the design of the emerald sculpture.
In order to design a complete sculpture without any errors, she had to be so familiar with the task that her fingers could operate on muscle memory.
by your workshop, Ms. Jamison?”
Just then, Samuel sent her a message. “Can I drop by
“You’re our sponsor, so of course you can. When are you coming by?” she replied. She and Samuel had been maintaining contact as business partners.
He texted in response, “I’m already at the door, but the doorbell isn’t working
Yvonne was slightly
tly stunned by his message. When she walked out, she saw a black Rolls Royce parked outside her door.
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