"Okay, that's great." Matteo was satisfied with Zoella's answer. To be honest, he knew very well that his son was not good enough for Zoella. However, their family was prestigious and powerful. His son had a high social status. Zoella met the requirements of becoming his daughter-in-law. Not only was she capable, she was also well-mannered and smart. She had an elegant demeanor and would not ruin the family's reputation.
Looks did not matter to men. As long as they were successful and well-off, it was a piece of cake to find a capable wife. Although his son was not worthy of Zoella, Matteo was confident that he could force Zoella to remain loyal and serve the family with his wealth and social status.
Back then, when Zoella approached him and suggested her plans, he not only admired her courage but also recognized her abilities. Hence, he agreed to help her, on one condition, which was to marry his son. Didn't she wish to start a company called Sky Sword Group? As long as she agreed to marry his son, he was willing to go along with her plans, including establishing the Sky Sword Group. It was not a big deal. She could do whatever she wanted. It would be a great experience for her. What's more, he thought highly of her.
Surely enough, she was indeed capable, and he was very satisfied with her performance.
However, he was getting worried that his son would fail to keep her by his side. Although she had agreed to marry his son, their relationship was strained and they were rarely together. This made him uneasy.
Therefore, he put forward this request. To his surprise, Zoella agreed right away. This put him at ease.
"Mr. Jones, if you don't have anything else to discuss with me, I will take my leave," Zoella said. There was a grin plastered on her face.
"Alright, I supposed that you are busy. I'll ask Oscar to meet you later." Matteo beamed from ear to ear, pretending to be very considerate.
"Okay, see you later." Zoella flashed him a smile before she left, looking very humble and polite. However, upon leaving the Jones Group, the smile on her face vanished in an instance. Her gaze was ice-cold and there was a glint of mockery in her eyes.
Did Oscar really wish to stay by her side? Such wishful thinking.
Although she had agreed to Matteo's request a moment ago, in reality, she was coerced to do so. If she refused, Matteo might discover her true intentions. If he had kicked up a fuss because of that, her efforts would go down the drain. She still needed his help at the moment. Hence, she had no choice but to please him.
The thought of Oscar's rotund face and plump figure made Zoella want to puke in disgust.
The sunset lingers upon the horizon, as if a million scarlet blooms had been ignited.
Footsteps could be heard. Jenna walked into the factory. In only two days, all the cars produced by the Richards Group were recalled from the market. They had been placed in the factory in rows.
The factory was deserted. Just a few days ago, it was filled with people hustling about, getting their work done. The noise, the people... Everything had changed overnight.
The Richards Group was doomed.
The Richards Group was really doomed!
Richards Group had encountered a crisis that had never occurred before. They might not be able to survive it.
How ironic! The Richards Group had hit rock bottom.
Rumors spread like wildfire. The newspapers published what transpired in the Richards Group.
Jenna was in anguish. Her heart ached terribly and it filled her with agony.
It was a serious offence. No matter who had been charged with the offence, there would only be one outcome. Even a powerful company such as the Richards Group could not escape the brutal fate.
The setting sun revealed her shadow on the ground. Her face was aglow with the orange rays. She remained motionless as a statue as the last of the sun's rays cosseted behind the soft grey cloud and dusk fell. Eventually, she was shrouded in darkness. Yet, she stood there, holding her head high and looking very tenacious and unyielding.
The street lamps illuminated the darkness and a chilly breeze touched the warmth of her cheeks.
She couldn't help but to tremble as she took a step forward, ignoring the numbness in her feet. She took another few steps forward and there was sorrow in her eyes.
Her phone rang.
It rang again. The other party was obviously in a hurry.
Slowly, Jenna answered the call as she held her phone to her ear.
"Jenna, what happened? I heard that something's wrong with the cars produced by Richards Group." Sabrina's anxious voice rang. She was apparently on tenterhooks as her voice was quivering.
"Sabrina," Jenna said in a low voice. There was nothing to hide. In fact, it was impossible to hide it. The media could publish anything, even if it was just a rumor, let alone something that was proven to be true. She licked her dry lips as she said hesitatingly, "Yes, Sabrina, what you have seen in the newspaper is true. All the cars produced by the Richards Group have been recalled from the market. It is a crisis that has never occurred before."
Jenna looked haggard. Exhaustion crept up on her and Sabrina could sense that she was on the brink of collapse.
"How could this happen? Jenna, how is this possible?" Sabrina was close to tears. "It must be a scheme! It's not your fault. Don't panic. You must discover the truth. As long as you have done nothing wrong, nothing will happen to you."
She stammered as fear clutched at her throat. She tried to comfort Jenna.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)