Chapter 139 Clean
Since things had come to this point, it would be a buzzkill for Scarlett to refuse again. She reached for her wine glass and raised it slightly: "Since Mr. Saunders is so kind, I won't refuse."
Kade was delighted, his eyes narrowing into slits as he smiled, "Now that's the Ms. Mellon I know."
During the meal, glasses were raised back and forth. Scarlett only drank about two glasses in total. Kade kept his word and really only let her drink a little.
"Ms. Mellon, let me toast you with water instead of wine, to celebrate our meeting." Caspian beside her clinked glasses with her, holding water from the table.
Not having to drink alcohol was best. Scarlett happily picked up the water glass beside her and clinked it with his.
"Mr. Anderson really knows how to treat a lady well - drinking wine with us but water with Ms. Mellon," someone at the table teased.
Caspian smiled with a clear and gentle expression: "Special circumstances call for special treatment."
"Indeed, Ms. Mellon is special."
Everyone laughed heartily. The atmosphere was very pleasant. Scarlett was quite gracious about it, saying: "Thank you for Mr. Anderson's consideration. The afternoon work is quite important."
Lunch ended with laughter and conversation. The group walked out of the hotel. At the entrance, everyone said their goodbyes. Scarlett and Briar got in the car. After the car left the hotel, Briar started venting.
"Caspian treated me like I was invisible. Am I that bad?"
Scarlett, sitting beside her, turned her head and smiled: "It's not that you're bad, he just doesn't appreciate your beauty."
Briar rolled her eyes, "You might as well just say I'm bad - that would be more direct."
Then she added: "He's interested in you. Otherwise, with Caspian's style, he would never ask for your contact information."
Scarlett also found it quite interesting. Generally, people in business don't have such clear eyes. Caspian was as clean as someone who had just walked out of an ivory tower, yet he appeared in the turbulent business world.
Just then, Scarlett's phone rang. The conversation stopped, and she took out her phone. It was a call from Tatum.
She answered.
"Scarlett, you're not leaving me any way out!" Tatum's sharp, low roar came from the other end.
Tatum's reaction was a sign that she had been abandoned by Upton. A cold smile appeared on Scarlett's lips, and her red lips moved.
"When you went to my dad, you should have thought about the consequences."
Tatum's tone was icy.
"If you won't leave me any way out, then let's die together!"
"If you're willing to die, that would actually be peaceful. I'm just afraid you won't be willing and will keep making trouble, causing Brielle to actually become mentally ill in the psychiatric hospital."
Brielle was Tatum's weakness.
Tatum was caught by her weakness and couldn't move.
Scarlett finally issued a warning: "If you go to my dad to cause trouble again, don't blame me for not being nice."
After hanging up, Scarlett's eyes were cold. Briar beside her reached out and held her hand, "After this lesson, Tatum should probably calm down."
Scarlett's eyes were full of hostility, "If she still causes trouble, I'll make it so she can't stay in Silverlight City."
In the afternoon, Scarlett continued with the pre-construction meeting for the art gallery. The meeting lasted two hours. When she came out of the conference room, she was so tired her head was spinning. Back in her office, Ewan came in with a piece of cake.
"Ms. Mellon, the desserts just arrived. I got you a piece of mousse cake." Ewan placed it on her desk.
At the Boleyn Group, afternoon desserts were provided every day. Scarlett usually had mousse cake, which all her team members knew well.
"Thanks, I really need this." Seeing the cake, Scarlett's mood improved. When her brain was overworked, she liked to eat something sweet to replenish her energy.
After Ewan put down the cake, he went back to his workstation. Scarlett took her cup and went to the pantry to make coffee. After making the coffee, she walked back to her office.
"Ms. Mellon." A voice called from behind. Scarlett turned around and saw Flynn, the HR manager, approaching.
"Mr. Stewart, are you looking for me?" Scarlett asked when Flynn stopped in front of her.
"Yes, let's talk in your office." Flynn nodded with a smile.
She nodded and walked to the office with him. Flynn's appearance attracted attention in the office.
Everyone speculated - was Scarlett about to be promoted to director?
In the office, after hearing Flynn's words, Scarlett made her position clear.
"Mr. Stewart, Mr. Boleyn mentioned this to me before, and I told him then that I'm not suitable. Please choose someone else!"
Flynn thought for a moment, then tried to persuade her: "Actually, with your abilities, being a director would be more than enough. It's such a good opportunity to show your talents - it's a shame to give it up."
Scarlett smiled faintly, "Mr. Stewart, right now I just want to do the art gallery project well. I really don't have the energy for anything else. I appreciate your and the company's regard for me, but I really am willing but unable."
Since Scarlett had put it this way, Flynn couldn't say anything more and had to leave awkwardly.
After leaving Scarlett's office, Flynn went straight to the top floor and came to Ambrose's office, looking guilty.
"Mr. Boleyn, I couldn't persuade Ms. Mellon. I'm ashamed."
Ambrose's face showed no particular expression. He had expected this result. Last time, he had already tried to persuade her and given her time to think. This was the final result, so he had to give up.
His hands rested on the desk as he said calmly: "Since she's unwilling, let's look for someone else. There's no suitable candidate in the company, so recruit externally."
Flynn nodded.
After Flynn left, the design department exploded with chatter. They all thought the director appointment announcement had come down.
So when Scarlett came out to rinse her mouth after finishing her cake, people from the design department came up to ask.
"Ms. Mellon, congratulations on becoming director." Echo came forward with a smile.
Scarlett glanced at her coolly, "Where did you hear that?"
Hearing this, Echo thought it was true, so she said: "Mr. Stewart came to see you."
Scarlett smiled faintly, said nothing, walked past her, left the restroom, and returned to her office. After she left, Echo's eyes darkened.
She walked out of the restroom, returned to her workstation, took out her phone, and sent a message.
"As you predicted, Scarlett is the director of the Boleyn Group's design department."
When Scarlett got home from work, the two little ones were already back. During this time, because Scarlett was busy with work, the children were mostly picked up by the housekeeper sent by Ambrose.
She had just sat down on the living room sofa when Yara ran over and sat beside her.
"Mommy, you're back." Her voice was especially sweet.