"Yes, of course, I will. I'll congratulate her on your behalf." Very soon, Marissa went bustling about her business, and Jaqueline took her leave.
After returning to the Capital City, she went to work with a heavy heart. As soon as she arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Deputy Minister told her that Hansen was with the President of Srirano. They were planning to send two representatives to Srirano.
After hearing this, Jaqueline asked without hesitation, "Would it be fine for me to tag along?"
The Deputy Minister glanced at her and thought that it was a good chance for a fledgling diplomat in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to gain some experience. Jaqueline had great requirements and it was a good opportunity. So, he immediately nodded and agreed.
"Then, you should go home and prepare for it. We'll leave tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Jaqueline nodded in agreement. However, her mind was in a daze. She would be working on technical policies, which she was unfamiliar with. She didn't know why but she just felt a strong desire in her heart shouting, 'Go, just go'.
It was as if something was pulling her towards it. She turned around and walked home.
At the same time, after Jenna and Hansen had attended the meeting, they returned to the company, immediately causing an uproar.
Her identity as a designer and the title of 'Mrs. Richards' made her a star in the company. Soon, she was surrounded by a crowd. They inspected her from head to toe, bombarding her with such-and-such questions.
When Steffan stepped into the company, Jenna was deeply troubled.
"The biggest car show of the company is about to begin. Why are all of you not working? Gathering here like a bunch of fools, do you want to be fired?" Steffan's voice was cold, and there was a trace of anger on his handsome face.
Upon incurring their president's wrath, they all dispersed quietly.
"Gosh, Steffan, I owe you one," Jenna said gratefully when she saw Steffan come in.
"Don't mention it." He nodded and looked at her with his ocean-like eyes. "Congratulations, Dory."
He had always called her Dory. Even though he knew who she was, the practice had been ingrained in him.
In his heart, she was indeed like a unique Dory fish
that could not be replaced.
"Steffan, stop joking around. I just found my way back home. A home that all the women in the world deserve to have. There's nothing to congratulate me about," she said softly, her expression extremely awkward. She didn't know how to face Steffan in this situation.
"Yes, for an ordinary person, a home is indeed a basic necessity, but for us, it is not so easy." He was serious and emotional. He caught the bashfulness on Jenna's face and a touch of tenderness at the corner of her mouth. "Dory, as I said, if you choose to go home willingly, then I won't stop you."
"Thank you." Steffan was extremely understanding, and Jenna was very touched. That was all she could say. She always felt a little guilty about him. Therefore, she would try her best to complete her job for the upcoming event, to repay his kindness.
He looked up and saw Hansen coming out of the bathroom. He did not want to face Hansen. This man guarded Jenna every day as if he was about to catch a thief in the act. Steffan assumed he was not that 'thief-like', so he took the initiative to excuse himself. "As for the arrangement of the exhibition fair, I have already briefed the secretary. She'll tell you all 'bout it in detail. Now, if you'll excuse me."
Melvin walked in just as Steffan had left.
Hansen signed a few projects after receiving them from the President of Srirano. This was also a necessity for him to have come here personally. When he saw that Steffan had taken his leave, he felt at ease.
As for Melvin, Hansen didn't have to worry at all.
Therefore, he just said a few words and then went back.
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