“It's...Joan Watts,” Ted stole a glance at Jake before he lowered his head and replied hesitantly.
What is she doing here? Jake lifted his head instinctively and stared at him in bewilderment.
Ted explained immediately, “She requested to see you at once regarding the acquisition of the photography studio.”
Does it mean she has thought it through and is willing to let go of the photography studio? Jake put his pen down and stood up slowly. He walked toward the sofa as snippets of the previous incident flashed across his mind.
She was flung by me onto the tombstone at that time. Did she sustain any injuries? There was a glint of complex emotions in his eyes.
No way! Jake Wilson, you mustn't sympathize with herlShe's the culprit for Faye's death! Because of her, you have lost the love of your life forever! In a split second, Jake's eyes were as cold as abyss.
“Mr. Wilson, should I let her come up or chase her away?” Ted, who was still waiting aside asked warily.
“Let her come up!” Jake grimaced and bellowed.
Ted was taken aback by his sudden intimidating vibe.
“N-noted!” he stuttered before staggering out of Jake's office.
“Ms. Watts, our president agrees to see you. This way please...” he gestured to Joan courteously.
Before he could finish his words, Joan walked past him and went upstairs at once.
Gazing at her figure, he shook his head and let out a deep sigh.
The moment Joan stepped into Jake's office, she saw the man sitting idly with legs crossed on the sofa. “Why are you here?” Jake asked Joan directly without lifting his head and sparing a glance at her.
“Have you made up your mind to acquire the photography studio?” Joan asked softly with a sense of guilt on her face.
“Yes,” Jake replied coldly with a grim look on his face.
“I understand that you won't change your mind anymore. Yet I only have one condition. Can you promise me?” she mustered up her courage and asked tactfully.
“Huh? One condition? Joan Watts, have you lost your memories? Do you think you still have any rights to negotiate with me now?” he scoffed at her.
Feeling dejected, Joan was rendered speechless on the instant.
He's right. Faye has just passed away. No doubt I have no right to talk things out with him.
“Jake, I can't stop you from taking over the photography studio, but can you promise me not to dissolve my team in the photography studio?
All of them are very talented and capable...”
Jake cut her off and snapped, “Joan Watts, this is none of your business once the photography studio is in my possession! The decision lies in my hands!”
He has really changed! He's not the same Jake
Wilson whom I used to know.lt's because of Faye's death!
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