"What... what did you say?" The assistant stared at Eleanor in shock, then realized after two seconds, "You must be lying to !"
"Think whatever you want." Eleanor said nonchalantly.
There’s no need to talk too much with people, especially in situations like this where you don’t want to explain more, which only makes others more suspicious.
Unexpectedly, before Eleanor’s words were finished, a familiar male voice ca from behind her:
"Eleanor?"
Jude Winslow pushed his oversized sunglasses up from his nose, revealing two puzzled puppy-like eyes. He had dyed his hair blue, looking both trendy and rebellious, but thankfully he had an attractive face.
"Eleanor, it really is you? What are you doing here?"
Eleanor raised the docunt in her hand: "I’m here to deliver docunts to Mia Winslow for the company."
"Your company is crazy, right? Unless you offended soone and they’re ssing with you on purpose? I an, Mia Winslow has been super annoying lately, don’t bother her!" Jude Winslow complained rapidly.
The assistant, who was implenting the punitive asures, looked embarrassed.
She was a fan of Mia Winslow, who she saw as the epito of gentleness, wisdom, and kindness. Originally, she suspected Eleanor of lying to her, but unexpectedly Mia’s younger brother Jude said the sa thing!
"Did you upset her?" Recently, Eleanor found Jude Winslow quite agreeable and couldn’t help but ask out of concern.
"Who upset her!" Jude rolled his eyes, "That day when the Morgan Family caused trouble, after you all left, she cried at ho and smashed things, acting like a lunatic!"
"She... cried?" Eleanor was a little confused, "Why?"
"How would I know?" Jude said, glancing at Eleanor, scratching his head, hesitating several tis before finally not being able to hold back, asking, "Are you really going to divorce Adrian Grant?"
"Is it supposed to be a joke?" Eleanor retorted.
Jude seed completely baffled and started counting on his fingers with Eleanor:
"Adrian Grant is handso, smart, with good genes, right? Having kids with him would surely be great. He’s the future leader of the Grant Family, rich and powerful, you don’t have to worry about your quality of life. What’s wrong that you want a divorce?"
"He doesn’t like ." Eleanor replied succinctly.
"Eleanor, can liking put food on the table?" Jude was exasperated, "He doesn’t like you, and you don’t like him, do you? Can’t you take his money and find a boy toy you like instead? Do you know how to spend money to buy happiness? Making money yourself is exhausting! And those people always suck up to the high and step on the low. Why suffer needlessly?!"
Eleanor was dumbfounded by her brother’s statents.
After a few seconds, she asked, "How do you know I don’t like him?"
"If you liked him, would you still divorce him?"
For a mont, Eleanor didn’t know if she felt regretful or relieved.
In others’ eyes, she never liked Adrian Grant.
No one would discover this secret.
No one would laugh at her for overestimating herself.
"Hey, this isn’t important!" Jude advised earnestly, "Eleanor, I’m serious. Adrian Grant is good-looking, can’t you just take him as a free ride?"
Eleanor: "..."
Seeing Eleanor’s indescribable expression, Jude suddenly seed to rember sothing: "Oh! His skills aren’t good, right? No worries, that can be—" improved.
"Stop!" Eleanor quickly interrupted, "I don’t like his close relationship with Mia Winslow, do you understand?"
"Huh?" Jude had a puzzled look, then suddenly had an epiphany, "You don’t think Adrian Grant likes Mia Winslow, do you? No, Mia started crying that day right after Adrian Grant went upstairs, Adrian definitely doesn’t like Mia!"
"Mia cried because of Adrian Grant?"
Eleanor thought, you’d been talking for so long before getting to the key information, no wonder you always failed language class!
"Yeah, you can ask Adrian Grant why Mia cried." Jude laughed slyly, "I’d like to know too."
"Jude Winslow!"
Mia Winslow, having heard from the assistant that Jude encountered Eleanor outside, ca out in high heels just in ti to hear Jude telling Eleanor to go ask Adrian Grant, and gossipingly saying he wanted to know why.
When Mia rembered what Adrian Grant told her that day, she was instantly filled with anger and jealousy.
Ask?
If Eleanor knew those words, wouldn’t she be overjoyed and secretly laugh at her!
"Miss Mia Winslow, do you have ti to look at the contract?" Eleanor imdiately reined in her relaxed chatting with Jude Winslow and presented a professional deanor.
Mia’s face was still cold, looking at Eleanor with intense hostility.
Eleanor calmly t her gaze without flinching.
"You’ve waited two hours and haven’t left, quite patient." Mia mocked, "I’m talking with Jude now, I’m too busy."
Jude looked unconcerned: "Mom was worried about you and sent to check on you, I’m not even talking."
Mia clenched her fists, controlling the urge to hit Jude.
Several TV station staff passed by and greeted Mia.
Eleanor said loudly, "Miss Mia Winslow, if you really don’t have ti today, our law firm can co back tomorrow. After all, it’s already an hour past closing ti."
The staff exchanged glances.
Usually, Mia maintained an image of gentleness and generosity, if she didn’t allow Eleanor the negotiation ti now, it would be a slap in her own face, and by tomorrow morning everyone would be talking about her!
Mia gritted her teeth and said, "Co in, I’m very busy, so don’t waste my ti!"
Jude walked in casually with one hand in his hoodie pocket and the other playing on his phone.
Watching Jude’s back, Eleanor couldn’t help but smile, opened her phone, and transferred so money to Jude.
Two seconds later, the online gaming addict turned his head: "What does this an?"
"Pocket money." Eleanor said, "I sent so to Jeanette Grant a few days ago, making up for you today."
Jude tilted his head to look out the window: "Whoa, the sun’s rising in the west!"
Eleanor: "..."
This is why Jeanette Grant can always "trick" her into pocket money, but this unlucky kid can’t!
Mia sat on the sofa, arms crossed, looking at Eleanor arrogantly and coldly.
Eleanor didn’t want much interaction with her, using five minutes to cover the entire docunt’s contents and cautions.
"I don’t understand." Mia directly replied, clearly intending to make things difficult for Eleanor.
Eleanor put on a professional smile: "I’m not on this project team, if you don’t understand, the project manager can explain it to you."
She was just a ssenger.
"Eleanor, is your company’s service attitude like this? Do you believe I won’t lodge a complaint against you?" Mia slamd the table, threatening.
Eleanor threw the contract onto the table with a "bang!"
Suddenly she smiled: "Mia Winslow, what exactly did Adrian Grant say that day, that makes you not even want to pretend with anymore?"
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