'I...I usually don’t cry at all, alright? I had never cried s o hard and long like this before since I was young!
How mean!' Sabrina thought, but did not say anything.
She only pursed her lips and raised her teary gaze to look at all the people with proper manners. "I'm sorry that you had to see that."
After saying that, she bowed slightly to the group of high-ranking executives. She was very well-mannered. Even though she was in tears, she was still able to maintain the sensibility that she should have. The high-ranking executives were even more fond of Sabrina then. They all smiled sincerely.
Their smiles made Sabrina feel a little more relaxed. She looked at Sebastian. "Sebastian, don't lie to me... you will truly be fine going to Star Island this time?"
Sebastian sneered. "What are you thinking? Are you looking down on your husband? What's one Star Island to me? I once risked my life to go through fire and water, but that was fifteen years ago when I was only twenty years old. Now, I have a child and wife, I n o longer do that kind of thing since a long time ago. The reason I chose to let you meet them here was just t o ease your nerves. Otherwise, if I bring you to the company to let you meet them there for the first time, wouldn't you be so nervous that you'd hide in my arms?"
When Sebastian said that, Sabrina instantly blushed.
She sniffed her nose in embarrassment. "Why do you insist on me meeting them?"
"Do you want to hide?" asked Sebastian.
"What?" asked Sabrina.
"You are the director's wife of the Ford Group! In the future, whenever the group has any major events and big occasions for the holidays, as the director's wife, you will have to attend as well. Even when the company is going to have a long-term partnership with large multinational companies, we must also attend as a married couple together. This way, the credibility can be even higher. Do you think being the director's wife is just as simple as strolling around and getting your nails done?"
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