du great
23
hapter 23 Pay the Price for His Harassment.
irrah thought about her day. Then, she complained, “I don’t know what your company’s culture is like, it there’s one thing I strongly disagree with.”
Ih–huh.” Adrian looked calm. “Let’s hear it.”
/e’re launching ‘Enduring Moments‘ at the end of this year right? Natasha Gray, the director of the
sign department, won’t let me take part in the designing. What gives her the right to do that?
oes she think I’ll drag the department down just because I don’t have a portfolio or past achievements show? Here’s a question for you, Mr. Locke–is everybody born with achievements? Did they bring ose with them from their past lives?
ow does she know whether my designs are good or bad if she doesn’t let me try my hand at it?”
Irian patiently listened to her complaints. Then, he asked, “Did she tie your hands down and stop your im drafting anything?”
Jell… no…” Farrah looked embarrassed.
I were you, I would go to her with my designs instead of complaining to my boss.”
only complained because you asked, didn’t I?” she retorted. She wouldn’t have dared to say anything se without his permission.
drian couldn’t help thinking that she was more sharp–tongued than he thought. He’d seen a bit of what ie was capable of from her argument with Germaine.
irrah thought his words made sense. She shouldn’t have let her anger and frustration get to her–she ould’ve drafted the designs first. Even if Natasha refused to look at them, she could go past her and ind them directly to Adrian!
drian didn’t know why he’d suddenly thought about asking about her. He felt quite conflicted–he wanted
think of her as a substitute, but she wasn’t. And so, he got up to leave.
irrah grabbed a throw pillow and switched the subject to hide her embarrassment. “Oh, right. Grandpa illed me today. He wanted me to arrange for our families to meet.”
don’t have time for that.” He looked at her indifferently. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
le smiled. “That’s what I told him.”
Irian knew they had to go through this sooner or later with Philip watching. So, he said, “Let’s do it on turday.”
eah, that’s what I told Grandpa, too.” Farrah’s smile widened.
: looked at her, noticing her gentle smile. Then, he averted his gaze and left.
iat night, Adrian couldn’t fall asleep. He’d been busy with work lately–the major personnel adjustments the company was a decision he’d made after thorough consideration.
me people werent used to it, and some were forced to accept it. Some had even approached him to ig for mercy. He was exhausted just from dealing with them.
irrah lay beside him quietly. She couldn’t stop her heart from racing when she thought about Adrian’s indsome face and flawless figure.
le secretly looked at him and saw that he had his hands behind his back. He was probably resting his
Chapter 23 Pay the Price for Hathrasunenİ
The sight of him reminded her of the scar on his arm. She needed to find some time to get the appropriate herbs to treat it. He was a company’s CEO, but he probably had troubles that ordinary Individuals couldn’t understand, right?
Jodie had finally mustered the courage to divorce Steven. Farrah wanted to ask Adrian whether he knew any good lawyers–Steven would never agree to a regular divorce. They would definitely have to go to
court for this.
However, Judging from how tired Adrian looked, Farrah swallowed her words. She would have to wait until the right time to ask him… There was a chance he would reject her, though.
The following morning, Adrian got out of the Lamborghini after it stopped at Prestige Group’s entrance. Just then, Steven charged toward him and barked, “Are you Farrah Tate’s husband?”
Adrian looked at him without even batting an eye. He didn’t answer Steven, merely standing there, looking imposing.
“I’m her father!” Steven said arrogantly. “You took my daughter away without giving me any wedding gifts- now, I want you to pay me a million dollars! Once you do that, I can sweep your rudeness under the rug!”
A few bodyguards approached them. Adrian made a simple gesture, and they stopped atop
the stairc
Stevén eyed Adrian, thinking that he was definitely getting money out of the latter. Adrian was the CEO of Prestige Group, after all.
However, Adrian knew what Steven was like and could imagine what he wanted. “My wife told me not to spoil you. Sorry, but I do as she says.”
After that, he turned and entered the building. Steven snapped to his senses and was about to chase the former when the bodyguards stopped him. “Stop pestering Mr. Locke, or you’ll have to bear the consequences!”