Chapter 137
I took a deep breath, took out my phone, and searched for Jackson’s number.
His assistant had sent it to me when I booked the room for him yesterday.
Jackson answered after three rings. His calm and assertive voice came from the other end of the line, and a feeling I couldn’t explain washed over me.
“Ms. Palmer, what can I do for you?”
How did Jackson know it was me?
“I saved your number yesterday,” he said, answering my unspoken question.
I got straight to the point, not wanting to put the inevitable off any longer. “Alpha Sterling, Ms. Thorin has asked me to entertain you during your stay in Arcadia on behalf of MPC. Is there anything you would like to see or do?”
“Entertain me?” Jackson’s tone sounded like he was surprised.
After a few seconds of silence, Jackson seemed to have understood something. He replied, “Actually, I didn’t bring my personal assistant. Would you be able to help me do something like serving tea?”
Dam n. I’d thought he would refuse-had hoped he would refuse.
I didn’t expect that he would ask me to act as his assistant. Wasn’t he afraid that I would have ulterior motives?
Still, I replied obediently. “Absolutely, Alpha.”
Jackson raised his watch and glanced at it. “I have a meeting later. When do you plan to come over, Ms. Palmer?”
After asking for the address, Taya replied, “I can be there anytime.”
Jackson replied with a “well” and hung up the phone.
As soon as he put down his phone, his assistant Chloe asked worriedly, “Alpha, Ms. Palmer obviously has an ulterior motive regarding MPC. Why did you agree to let her be your personal assistant?”
Jackson remembered that Taya had been indifferent last night; today, she had taken the initiative to entertain him. It was indeed a little strange.
But he was more willing to believe it was because of that photo. Tara mistakenly thought Taya had something to do with him, so Tara sent Taya to entertain him.
And that was why he asked Taya to be his assistant just now. He didn’t want her to be put in a difficult position by her boss.
However, Chloe, a blockhead, couldn’t understand what Jackson was saying, so he didn’t explain further. He only said, “I’m short of people.”
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