"Then why did Mr. Donald only ask you to go there?"
I know it's important to her, so all I can say is, "Because I am a designer in the CG series and I'll be entering the contest shortly. Many designers happen to attend the wedding. Mr. Donald took me there because he wanted me to meet more people, which is helpful for my work."
"Is that so?" Obviously, she could not believe it.
"I didn't know until I got the message yesterday after work. You blame me for not telling you because I was too busy yesterday to think of anything else..."
"Then why didn't Mr. Donald ask Ms. Gemma to leave? Ms. Gemma has more experience than you!"
"Mrs. Gemma has a family. He has his parents and children to take care of when he gets back home. I don't need her. Mr. Donald may have considered that and that's why he chose me."
"Really?" she asked doubtfully, "do you like Mr. Donald?"
I was taken aback by the sudden question.
She didn't know how to answer him. If he said he liked her, Brenda would surely get angry and lie to him about not liking her.
"Mr. Donald is so outstanding that many people like him. Brenda, don't you like him?"
"He scolded me last time. I do not like him!" She said angrily, "He has not spoken to me for the last two days. He deliberately started a cold war with me and wanted me to take the initiative and show weakness. I won't lower my head!"
"..."
I took the initiative and held her hand. "Brenda, if... If the person around you has something to do with Mr. Donald, like boyfriend and girlfriend, will you still be friends with her?"
"Of course not!" She said firmly, "I don't think the people around me deserve Mr. Donald. Of course they do not! Besides me, that includes you... But you can not like him!"
"Why?"
"Because he's after me! If you like him, you don't respect me! Do you understand?"
I don't know how to tell her. It seems like I need to find an opportunity to slowly explain the relationship between Donald and her in the future. "Well, don't be angry with me. I am going to go to the lab to work first. Don't pretend you do not know me when you see me in the future."
"So if you have anything to say to me in the future!"
"Okay."
When I got to the lab, I stood in front of the window in a daze. Gemma had not come today. I occupied the large lab alone and suddenly felt empty at heart.
She had received a message from Donald
"I am taking care of it. What are you doing?"
I touched the screen and said, "I am so worried. You have so many fans, and I feel so stressed. How to deal with your fans is my biggest problem right now."
"You do not have to get along with them. You are above them."
"That's easy for you to say. I am really worried that after our relationship becomes public, this lab will soon become my grave!" I am worried that I will turn against Brenda in the future.
"Bullshit! Come to my office after work. Let us go home together." After sending this message, Donald seemed to know what I was worried about, so he added, "Take the independent elevator."
"Roger that." Just as I was about to continue studying jewelry, I received a message -.
The wedding of the Nash family and the Swift family had been announced, and the Swift family was in chaos.
I clicked in and saw many staff members cleaning up the scene in the picture. The champagne tower that collapsed last night was seized, and there was faint blood on the floor.
Many people in the news were curious about what had happened, but no one could guess the truth.
I clutched my phone and thought for a while. After two beeps, I received another message -.
Mr. and Mrs. Swift were involved in a murder last night and the police had already joined the investigation!
The bold and large title suddenly caught my eye. I opened the report and it read -.
Moon Group CEO Leonard was involved in the murder case along with his wife. Last night, she was taken away by the police at her daughter's wedding banquet, and the wedding ceremony with the Nash Group's successor, Emos, had to be suspended.
The media didn't mention anything about what happened last night, as if they deleted everything related to me yesterday
I can not help but sigh that Donald's power cannot be underestimated
half a month later.
The center of the exhibition was crowded with people. All the guests coming in and out had the invitation letters. A long-wheeled Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the door. Under the gaze of the crowd, I was pulled out of the car by Donald.
Journalists, photographers, cameramen, cameramen, cheering
Ashley's point of view
As I got out of the car with Emos, I saw that the trista in front of me was very popular and in demand, with only one or two reporters taking pictures around me. I couldn't help but get annoyed. "What are you shooting? Haven't you see a big shot?"
"I am not taking your picture! We are the car show magazine photographers. We are taking pictures of today's luxury car! Who the hell are you?" A young photographer sneered!
"Who gave you permission to photograph our car? What magazine are you from? I want to complain you!"
"HMM... it's just a Land Rover. Let us get out of here. There's nothing to photograph!" The photographers walked away with disdain.
When I saw the Trista standing in front of me in the spotlight, I was furious. "Humph! Why are you so smug? When the result comes out, I'll see if you can still be as successful as you are now! Emos, don't you think?"
Emos did not answer.
"Emos, what are you looking at?" I looked him in the eye and snorted, "Do you also think she's not happy? I know she's forcing a smile. Mr. Donald can not coddle her all the time, can he?"
"Do not you see the diamond necklace around her neck?" His cold tone reminded me immediately.
"Why does it look like Margaret Rose's personal collection?"
If it was a real one, the value of this necklace was in eight figures!!!
Suddenly, Trista looked in that direction. Trying to outdo myself, I raised my head and held Emo's arm even tighter.
However, she looked away and walked in with Donald as if she had not seen anything.
"She even pretended not to know us!" said I unhappily, "and now you want to get rid of us?"
Emos entered the hall without saying anything.
"Emos, don't you agree? Is she annoying?" I held his hand and said coquettishly, "She must have used some witchcraft to get Mr. Donald's attention. I think she is a very hypocritical woman!"
Emo's point of view
I frowned, not wanting to say anything.
Ever since what happened in the garden restaurant, I have been deeply hurt. I was only with her at the party because she kept pushing me.
In reality, I know better than anyone that I do not love her as much as I used to.
Trista's view
On the big screen on stage, the previous champion's work was running. Many group leaders led their own designers to their seats. Because of Donald's enormous status difference, he was placed in the middle of the front row and enjoyed preferential treatment.
I sat next to him. After a while, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed. The designer of the Cline Group was the first to appear. She brought a new series of "charm" jewelry, and the large screen behind her continued to show the appearance of the jewelry pieces
In just five minutes, she had introduced the jewelry pieces to the audience. The eight judges began to score the paper. "Next."
...
Twenty minutes later, I could not sit still. "The opponents are so strong this time. The works they brought are stunning. If cg21 has no chance to win..."
"Don't worry." Donald held my hand and said gently, "I am not wrong. They will definitely win first place. Trust me."
"Why?" "Don't you think her work is outstanding?"
"No matter how good the jewelry is, it is no different from ordinary jewelry if it is not memorable enough." He looked at the big screen and said, "didn't you notice? They changed most of the packaging and appearance of the jewelry, but in reality they did not change much."
Hearing Donald's words, my heart was slightly relieved. In fact, no matter how well the previous designers introduced, they were not outstanding jewelry. There must be a chance to win at cg21!
"Next, we welcome Nash Group designer Ashley to the stage."
I am a little surprised. When did Ashley become a designer? What could she design in just half a month?