Claire Shaw also designed a seal, about the size of a Jade Seal, which could serve as an actual seal or an ornant.
However, her design features two dragons playing with a pearl, whereas Serena Jennings’s design uses cals and Oashia to symbolize the Silk Road.
"Director Lowell, what do you think?"
Claire handed over a finished product to Director Lowell.
Although it was made of jade, it was several grades lower than the high ice yang green requested by Serena.
As a gift for foreign guests, it’s acceptable but not perfect in every aspect.
Director Lowell was also in a dilemma, but as of now, Serena’s design lacks the raw materials to produce a finished product, making any brilliant idea nothing more than empty words.
"I’ll drive there now."
Serena turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
Caleb Lockwood had just entered the conference room, only to see Serena moving like a headless fly, almost bumping into him.
"If I drive to the factory over in NY now, I can still make it."
"Do you know how heavily it’s raining outside?"
Caleb asked.
Serena certainly knew.
"But I must go."
eting Serena’s determined gaze, Caleb shrugged with a smile.
"Are you really that unwilling to use Claire’s design?"
This made it seem like Serena was persistently insisting due to so personal grudge. Serena opened her mouth, wanting to retort but realized it would be endless.
She didn’t have much ti to waste right now.
"I was originally planning to go with the car; the jade materials must be personally selected by soone knowledgeable."
After a simple explanation, Serena threw out one line to everyone: "Contact anyti if needed."
Then she bypassed Caleb and walked out of the conference room.
Caleb followed her out.
"Let Mr. Miller take you!"
Serena turned around at the sound.
She saw Caleb holding out his car key, his expression as indifferent as ever.
"It’s slippery when wet; it’s safer if Mr. Miller drives."
Serena looked at Caleb, unsure if this was his concern for her or his distrust.
"I appreciate the offer." Serena shook her head, refusing. "Mr. Miller’s driving skills aren’t as good as mine."
After saying this, she turned and left without looking back.
Just then, Mr. Miller walked over, and Caleb turned to him and said, "Did you hear that?"
Mr. Miller nodded, feeling caught between laughter and tears.
He considered himself a decent driver; otherwise, he wouldn’t be Caleb’s chauffeur.
"Miss Jennings must be stubborn." He said blandly.
"You think so too?"
Caleb said, then started walking, following the path Serena took.
Mr. Miller didn’t follow; although he didn’t know where Caleb was going, he had a hunch that Caleb didn’t want him to follow.
Serena had already gotten into her car.
The torrential rain kept pouring; the closer she got to YN, the heavier the rain.
Following the navigation, she drove quickly, entirely focused on driving, unaware of a car consistently following her.
The Lockwood Group.
Claire Shaw searched around but couldn’t find Caleb Lockwood in the building.
"Mr. Miller, do you know where Caleb went?"
Mr. Miller shook his head.
He truly didn’t know.
Claire felt inexplicably anxious.
Serena was off to get the raw materials, but what about Caleb?
Could he possibly have accompanied Serena?
Claire shook her head vigorously.
She directly dialed Caleb’s phone.
"Hey Caleb, where are you? I couldn’t find you at the company."
"I went out."
"It’s just... what are you doing out there?"
Claire seldom questioned Caleb’s whereabouts, but this ti, she couldn’t help it.
"Washing the car."
Caleb said and hung up right after.
Claire was left bewildered.
Washing the car... why not let Mr. Miller do it?
What car was so important that Caleb had to wash it himself?
The emperor blue Bentley sped through the torrential rain.
The heavy rain indeed washed away all the dust from the car.
Caleb was chasing the white BMW 3 Series in front, but the more he chased, the more distance there was.
Caleb hadn’t expected that his car couldn’t catch up with Serena’s.
He also hadn’t anticipated that Serena’s driving skills were so good.
But he didn’t like seeing Serena driving at such high speeds.
To save ti, along the way, Serena didn’t book a decent hotel, instead making do with highway service area motels.
In this way, four days later, Serena arrived at the factory to pick up the raw stones.
The selection of jade raw materials is particularly crucial, and Serena didn’t think this trip was particularly exhausting; she had planned to travel with the transport vehicle to personally select the raw stones.
After choosing the raw stones and loading them, they could only fit in her car’s trunk.
The rain continued, and Serena’s car wasn’t a professional transport vehicle. Halfway through, the dashboard indicated a malfunction.
Serena had no choice but to park on the highway ergency lane.
Without rain gear in the car, she got out to check and beca drenched like a drowned rat.
After the onset of autumn, an autumn rain brought a chill.
The cold rain hit Serena, and goosebumps rose all over her body.
Now her hair and clothes were completely soaked, raindrops streaming down her forehead, blurring her eyes.
With limited tools in the car, she could only perform simple repairs.
Serena had done her utmost, yet she couldn’t get the car to start.
Even contacting a tow truck company, what about the raw stones in her car?
As darkness lood, Serena stood alone on the highway ergency lane, watching vehicles stream past, feeling helpless, as if drowning in a sea of despair.
Then, headlights suddenly flashed at her.
The alternating high and low beams seed to deliberately irritate her eyes.
Squinting, Serena saw the car slowing down and stopping on the ergency lane alongside hers.
Despite the downpour, the car was unmistakably striking.
Serena’s heart raced when she recognized the emperor blue Bentley in front of her as Caleb’s.
Caleb got out of the car, holding a black umbrella.
Rain splattered loudly on the umbrella.
Serena knew the man before her wasn’t a fignt of her imagination.
Facing each other, neither spoke.
Serena felt her breathing go slightly awry.
She wanted to ask why Caleb was here.
"Get in the car."
Before Serena could ask, Caleb spoke first and tilted the umbrella over her head.
Instantly, the rain hitting Serena lessened.
Serena noticed Caleb’s suit getting drenched by the rain.
"I need to get the raw stones."
Serena wasn’t pretentious and accepted Caleb’s tily help.
"I’ll get them; you get in the car."
Caleb held the umbrella for Serena, letting her sit inside first before retrieving the jade raw stones from her car trunk.
The raw stones were heavy; back at the factory, Serena had needed assistance from the staff to load them into her car.
Caleb’s help saved her considerable trouble.
When Caleb got into the driver’s seat, his suit was entirely wet.
For a mont, Serena was unsure whether to apologize, so she started with a "thank you."
Caleb didn’t react, quietly driving.
Serena’s car was towed away, while she and the jade raw stones were in Caleb’s car.
The car remained silent; the Bentley’s soundproofing shut out the heavy rain, making the interior unusually quiet.
"Why are you here?"
Serena couldn’t help but ask.
"Just happened to pass by." Caleb, eyes on the road, replied.
"I see..."
There was no disappointnt in Serena’s voice; she simply found it unbelievable.
Then Caleb took the initiative to ask:
"You don’t think I drove all the way following you to pick you up, do you?"
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