Raeleigh stood out among the group of workers and heard them say how good she looked. Lamarre also said, "The most beautiful one here is my apprentice. She is as beautiful as a flower in spring."
At first, hearing that, Raeleigh blushed, realizing her mentor was quite flirty despite his old age. But thinking about it again, it didn't sound as frivolous as she thought.
Raeleigh knew that Lamarre liked to joke around, but she couldn't help but to feel a little bit teased. She stood aside and laughed with her red face.
"Don't just smile. You look like a fool. Don't be silly. Come over here..."
Lamarre was curious about this apprentice of his. Everyone knew that he would take care of her wherever he went, as though she were his own child. If anyone bullied her, then he would certainly make them realize their mistake.
They walked towards a display that showed the car's layout. When he got to the front, Lamarre pointed at it and said, "Take a look at this and remember it well."
He raised his hand and pointed to the people beside him. "Come over here and teach her what it is we do here."
A mechanic walked over happily, and the people around him laughed. Her mentor introduced her as his apprentice but he then proceeded to get someone else to teach her things. What was he trying to do?
"If you want to learn from others, you should look out for them. Not devalue their worth."
"We usually use imported raw materials and remodel them..."
The mechanic explained it very clearly. Raeleigh stood beside him and listened intently. There weren't any women in the group. These were members of the mechanical and car assembly departments. There was also a supervisor from the design department, who oversaw the car's body and electrical features.
Lamarre was a senior member of the Richards Group. He could mobilize people, establish groups, set up his own projects, and prepare reports. Other members did not have this privilege.
That time, he took Raeleigh to set up a team. The people selected were the best of the best. Lamarre had his own plan to groom Raeleigh into becoming a director. Otherwise, as a designer, no matter how famous she was, she would not have any real power. The people below may not have realized this yet, did they?
"Do you understand, Miss Anson?" The man from the machinery department asked her this. Seeing that Raeleigh wasn't quite focused on the topic, she shook her head and said, "Not quite."
"That's alright. I'll explain it again."
"That'll be too much of a hassle."
As they were talking, Jepherson walked in from the outside. In the crowd, there were still people observing her. Some had said that Raeleigh had a different temperament with every dress she wore. Raeleigh thought she didn't mind this at all. But Mr. Richards had heard of this from Jenna and Carmella, and was quite displeased about it.
"Is work more important, or are clothes more important?" Jepherson arrived unannounced. The whole group instantly went silent. Raeleigh turned around. She saw Jepherson standing like a crane amongst a flock of chickens. He was tall and had stood upright. Dressed in a black tight-fitting suit, his face was as cold as ice. Behind him was Stuart, who was also dressed in the same black attire.
Stuart took a look at Raeleigh and frowned. She looked very beautiful that day and was surrounded by such a group of people. It was no wonder he was angry.
Men always liked to look at beautiful women. This was an instinctive habit.
But Raeleigh was his lover. This bunch of people did not know what had happened the day before, so they wouldn't have a bright future here.
"Vice president Richards."
"Vice president Richards."
Everyone greeted Jepherson, and Raeleigh was no exception.
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