A slight smile played at the corners of Kailey's mouth. "Scarlett, you know that I don't have a job right now and just stay at home every day. Recently, I have been discussing with my friends a plan to open a shop, with each of us paying equal portions of money for the capital. The thing is, you know I spend all of my salary each month, and I never got to save anything. Can you lend me some money?"
Scarlett's hesitation was evident, so Kailey raised a hand and swore, "I swear, I will definitely pay you back as soon as I make money."
"But..." Scarlett was still a little unconvinced. After all, that money wasn't hers to begin with. If she lent it to someone else, what should she do if Jack found out? Would she be the one in trouble?
Before she could give an answer, Kailey pressed on. "Scarlett, all of my friends now know that you are rich. If I can't even borrow such a small amount from you...well, it doesn't even matter if I lose face in front of them. My main concern is that it may reflect badly on you."
She certainly hit the nail right on the head and tapped Scarlett's weakness. There was nothing more she hated than to be looked down upon by others, so she agreed without even asking how much. "I'll transfer the money to you tomorrow."
Kailey smiled complacently. The doorbell rang at that moment, and she jumped to her feet to open the door. When she saw Jack standing outside with a suitcase, she stepped back, picked up her backpack from the sofa, and said, "I'm leaving. I won't disturb you."
Scarlett was surprised. She never expected that Jack would come here voluntarily with a suitcase in his hand. 'Did he come here so he could live with me?'
Overjoyed, she hurried forward to meet him, but before she could reach his side, she heard him say in a cold voice, "Clean up the other room. I'll stay there."
Scarlett's smile disappeared. "You won't be sleeping in the master bedroom? I..."
Jack cast aside his suitcase and stepped forward. With his eyes looking down at her dispassionately, he pinched her chin and said coldly, "Scarlett, I'm giving you everything under one condition: don't be delusional. If you can't do it, then get out."
'Delusional...'
Scarlett stood frozen for a while, and then a bitter, self-deprecating chuckle escaped her lips. In one fell swoop, all of her dreams vanished in midair.
However, she would not give up so easily. To keep living in such luxury for the rest of her life, she must turn this pretense into a real relationship or even marry Jack.
After cleaning up, Rachel looked up a phone number from a notebook and dialed it. She was surprised to hear her name as soon as the other person picked up. She smiled and said, "I'm sorry for calling you so late."
The other end was noisy at first, but it quieted down soon after.
Jared Chen's voice came from the other end of the line. "Dr. Shen, what are you talking about? Late? Don't you know that our night life has just begun?"
"I'll make it short so as not to disturb your night life, then," she quipped back in a joking manner. Then, Rachel told him what happened to Jimmy and said, "If your company didn't have such a precedent before, then I understand. I was just inquiring, after all."
She did not expect Jared Chen's response: "As long as it's a business, we will accept it no matter how big or small. How can we push clients out?"
Hearing his bright smile through the call, Rachel also smiled and said, "Thanks, that's good."
Then, Jared Chen asked her to tell Jimmy that everything would be arranged for him as long as he contacted a certain person on the following day. The smoothness of this exchange exceeded Rachel's expectations. She was feeling a little sad because of Jack, but now she actually felt lucky and happy.
Perhaps it was because of this good news, or maybe because of her lack of sleep the night before, Rachel suddenly felt exhausted. That night, as soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell into a deep slumber uninterrupted by dreams.
The next day, she received a call from Jimmy as soon as she came back from lunch at the canteen with her colleagues. His voice was excited, which was a marked departure from his tone yesterday. "Rachel, I really want to thank you. I have contacted that person and we have reached an agreement."
"That's good." Rachel didn't expect things to go so smoothly.
Jimmy laughed for a while and then eventually calmed down. "Rachel, your friend is so kind. He even gave us the factory price. Can you believe it? In this way, the production cost for our goods would be reduced by nearly half, and the profit will be considerable."
"Really?" Rachel was surprised and a little embarrassed. She didn't expect Jared Chen to do such a big favor for her.
Jimmy seemed to be too excited just now. He coughed several times on the other end and finally stopped. He quickly said, "Rachel, I was only in contact with your friend's secretary. Can you help me contact your friend? I'd like to treat him to dinner one of these days. Let's have dinner together, and I can also thank him face to face."
"Okay, I'll call him then."
After hanging up the phone, Rachel plucked a sheet of notepaper to write down a reminder for her to call Jared Chen later.
As soon as she picked up the pen, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside. The director of the administrative department stood at the door. Since that time when Rachel refused to help her sort out the documents, she had never given Rachel a second look.
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