"Help me." Jepherson walked towards Raeleigh. She handed him a black suit and a blue striped tie. "That's better."
Jepherson looked at the clothes in her hands. He neatly took off his coat and threw it aside. He then took off his tie and threw it away. He took the tie in her hand and put it on. Raeleigh then picked out another coat for him.
Having put on the suit, he raised his eyes and looked at her. "Is this ok?"
"Looking very sharp, Mr. Richards!" Raeleigh deliberately flattered him. The corners of her mouth curved upwards. She picked up the documents and walked towards the door.
Raeleigh didn't know what was on his mind, but he must have worn the wrong outfit on purpose.
Raeleigh then followed him into the meeting room. When she stepped in, she saw Jepherson sitting next to Lamarre as the chairman. She knocked on the door and went in. When Jepherson saw her, he said, "Miss Anson, you're late. Remember to be punctual next time."
"Yes." Raeleigh nodded at the door and she then followed him to her seat. The meeting began after
she sat down.
First, she explained her design concept, followed by Lamarre's construction plan. This was to be their first collaboration between mentor and apprentice. The company paid no mind to outsiders who envied many of their subordinates.
After the meeting, Jepherson got up and left, but he stopped at the door. He then asked Raeleigh and Lamarre to accompany him for lunch.
But Raeleigh had a lunch date with Xanthus.
"Mr. Lamarre... Can I please skip this? I already have an appointment with someone." Raeleigh chased after Lamarre and said this to him.
Lamarre said to her as he walked, "You want me to take the blame for you, so, no."
Raeleigh followed Lamarre closely. "Master..."
"Even my rank won't do much good here."
Lamarre didn't agree to her request, so she gave up on the idea and called Xanthus. It was time for lunch.
It was already noon. Jepherson came out of his office and called Raeleigh.
"Come downstairs." He quickly hung up the phone, acting as though he was a man of few words.
Raeleigh looked at Lamarre after receiving the call and followed him down.
There were many people in Jepherson's limo. The two of them sat down and went to the restaurant that Jepherson had booked for lunch.
The three of them ate, as Jepherson ordered a table's worth of food. Raeleigh's appetite had grown recently. During her time at the Osteen family residence, Jazelle personally cooked three meals a day for her. She was so spoiled that she couldn't enjoy eating ordinary food anymore.
Jepherson had ordered some first-class dishes, but Raeleigh didn't seem to like them very much.
"Don't you like them?" Jepherson gave her some food and smiled politely. Lamarre raised his eyebrows and looked at them. "What are you doing?"
"Mr. Richards, don't mind me. I'll do it myself." Raeleigh picked out the food she liked, took a few bites, and she then stopped.
"Can you really be full after eating so little?"
"I'm on a diet."
In order to stop him from running his mouth, she said that quickly. She didn't know that he had taken it seriously.
"Losing weight? Have you put on some?" Jepheron raised his eyes and looked at Raeleigh. She forced out a smile. "A little." "I don't think you're that skinny really." Jepherson
wiped his mouth as he spoke. He had already finished eating.
Raeleigh had nothing else in mind. After eating with him, she went back to work in the afternoon.
There was no need for her to go back to school. She had to work in the company then, and she had to do so every day officially.
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