Chapter 594 Release News
Chapter 594 Release News
Emily sighed, feeling a bit helpless. "Jett, you don't have to act all happy when it's just us."
"Who said I'm acting? I'm genuinely happy, okay? Emily, don't you believe in love at first sight?" Jett quickly defended himself, his voice a mix of sincerity and a hint of hurt, as if he feared Emily might misunderstand his feelings.
Hearing Jett's smooth talk over the phone, Emily pinched the bridge of her nose. "Alright, it's late. I'll be leaving at 7:50 tomorrow morning. Come over early."
She wanted to tell Jett not to be too flashy, but then she remembered her grandfather's words. Since she had decided to marry Jett, she needed to do it right. After all, she still owed Paul a promise.
And if she didn't dispel Elizabeth's doubts, it would feel like a sword hanging over her head.
Thinking about how Susan and her sister had suffered unjustly, Emily felt a heavy weight in her chest. She wondered if Vincent knew how ruthless and cunning his dear sister Elizabeth could be.
As expected, the next day, Jett showed up in grand style with a convoy of over a dozen Rolls-Royce Cullinans, stopping right in front of the Watson Manor. He was driving a bright pink Rolls-Royce Dawn.
The eye-catching color immediately drew the attention of everyone in the manor. The staff paused their work, casting curious and surprised glances.
"This is way over the top, Jett." Emily glanced back and saw her grandfather waving at them, a barely noticeable smile on his face.
"Jett, I didn't ask you to be low-key, but this is too much. Driving this car to the Watson Group, you'll be the talk of the company all day." Emily teased, a mix of helplessness and amusement in her eyes.
Jett didn't seem to mind at all, his face beaming with happiness. "Isn't that great, Emily? I want everyone to witness my joy."
"Alright. Where did you get this car? The color doesn't really suit you." Emily asked curiously, her eyes filled with a hint of suspicion and inquiry.
Jett pursed his lips. He was about to say it was meant for Mabel, but remembering how much Emily disliked Mabel, he quickly held his tongue.
Emily raised an eyebrow but didn't press the issue. Instead, she smoothly got into the car.
Sure enough, from the moment they arrived at the company, the internal forum was abuzz with gossip about Jett and Emily.
[Did you see? Mr. Lawson drove that super cute sports car to drop off Ms. Watson today. Are they finally getting together?]
[He's been chasing her for so long. They're a perfect match, aren't they?]
[But Mr. Lawson doesn't have the best reputation. I don't think he's good enough for our Ms. Watson.]
[Come on, people can change.]
[From a family background perspective, they do match well. But still, I miss Mr. Vincent Watson.]
At the mention of Vincent, the virtual space seemed to be enveloped in a heavy silence.
Everyone's fingers hovered over their keyboards, their thoughts drifting back to the days of working with Vincent. Those busy yet fulfilling times, his decisive and wise leadership, and his unique charm flashed through their minds like a movie.
For a full three minutes, no new messages appeared on the forum. The static lines of text stood as a testament to their collective silence and nostalgia.
Finally, a colleague broke the silence with a hurried message: [Let's focus on the gossip, okay? No more reminiscing about the past boss. The dead can't come back to life.]
The message rippled through the forum like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
[I miss our handsome and reserved Mr. Vincent Watson.]
Someone immediately replied, their words filled with regret and longing.
[Forget it. Mr. Lawson is a pretty good choice.]
Another tried to steer the conversation back to the present, reminding everyone to focus on reality.
[Good choice? I heard Mr. Lawson used to change girlfriends every month, and he has some first love cousin.]
A gossipmonger threw out a new topic, instantly piquing everyone's curiosity.
[Not a cousin, a foster sister.]
Someone added, their tone carrying a hint of mystery.
[How do you know? Spill the details!]
The crowd responded eagerly, the forum's activity surging as they seemed to forget their earlier nostalgia for Vincent.
[I'm just making it up. Don't ask, I won't say more.]
The instigator suddenly backed off, refusing to divulge more, leaving everyone disappointed.
[Such a letdown! But seriously, I think Mr. Erik Morgan is a better match for Ms. Watson.]
Someone else chimed in with a new opinion, shifting the discussion again.
[You mean that cold-faced grim reaper? No way, I heard he has ties to the mob.]
This statement sparked a flurry of agreement and debate, with everyone sharing their views, making the forum lively once more.
And so, the Watson Group's internal forum thread, starting with Jett, expanded to Erik, and eventually included every eligible bachelor in Mosterwania, with all sorts of bizarre opinions and matchmaking reasons emerging, making for an amusing read.
Seeing the uproar Jett's appearance had caused, Emily sat in her spacious, bright office, shaking her head in exasperation.
She knew that in this fast-paced, gossip-driven business world, any small incident could become the center of attention.
She turned to Nick, who was standing nearby. "Prepare a press release. Announce that Jett and I are getting engaged."
"What? Ms. Watson, are you really planning to marry Mr. Lawson?" Nick's eyes widened in shock, his face full of surprise. He couldn't believe Emily would make such a sudden decision.
"Do you have a better candidate?" Emily raised an eyebrow, her gaze carrying an undeniable authority as she questioned him.
Nick blushed with embarrassment at her question. He awkwardly scratched his forehead, silently cursing himself.
He kept forgetting Curtis's constant reminder—"As an assistant, speak less and do more," especially when it came to questioning the boss's personal matters, which was a big no-no in professional conduct.
"Yes, I'll get right on it." Nick quickly responded, turning and hurrying towards the door.