52: Chapter 52 Radiant Smile 52: Chapter 52 Radiant Smile Julia Land opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Edward Fields started the car, “Miss Sullivan and Mr.
Thompson look quite well-matched standing together.”
Julia Land looked through the rearview mirror at the villa gradually disappearing from view, her eyes slightly red, she whispered softly, “They are very well-matched.”
For two people to be together for a long ti, they need to be well-matched.
The painting had been delivered, and Julia Land needed to call Thomas Sullivan back.
The man on the other end of the line was panting heavily.
Julia Land paused wordlessly, “Sorry to disturb you, the painting has been delivered.”
Thomas Sullivan asked the woman sitting on top of him to stop for a mont, his voice raspy, “Hmm, I have sothing to do tomorrow morning and won’t be coming to the office.”
“Okay.” Julia Land hung up the phone.
Being a secretary for Thomas Sullivan actually wasn’t too hard.
In the evening.
Sophia Hart dragged Julia Land to a KTV.
The two won wore crop tops that exposed their navels and super short shorts, looking like sisters.
They booked a private room and started dancing and singing with swaying heads and twisting waists.
Sophia Hart opened a bottle of beer and poured a cup for each of them, “Sister Julia, you sing this song really well.”
Julia Land smiled and narcissistically said, “Right, I also think it sounds very good.”
This song was a tune written by Autumn Knowles, which was actually composed by her, so she knew the lody and lyrics very well.
“Brother Thompson has been getting very close to Chloe Sullivan lately.” Sophia Hart looked up at Julia Land, her thoughts wandering because Brother Thompson had brought a drunken Julia ho last ti.
Julia Land took a sip of her beer, gave her a sidelong glance, and laughed, “Miss Sullivan is not bad, she and your Mr.
Thompson are very well-matched.”
Seeing Julia Land’s serious response, Sophia Hart smiled with twinkling eyes, “Shall we continue singing?”
The two won clinked glasses, each took a sip, and picked up the microphones to start belting out songs.
Julia Land’s phone rang, then went dark, lit up again, but she didn’t notice while singing.
Arabella Shaw, who had been calling Julia Land, angrily hung up the phone.
Arabella Shaw switched to texting, [Julia Land, don’t appear by Noah’s side like a disgusting fly.]
After Julia Land and Sophia Hart had sung until they were tired and sat down to rest, Julia Land finally saw the ssage from Arabella Shaw.
Julia Land looked at the ssage and smiled ambiguously.
Julia Land, [Who are you?
Miss Shaw, is it?]
Arabella Shaw was very careful when sending such ssages using a mobile number not registered under her own na.
After all, she had to survive in the entertainnt industry and was worried about Julia Land stabbing her in the back.
Julia Land was playing dumb, which made Arabella Shaw even more upset.
Arabella Shaw, [Don’t think I can’t deal with you, watch yourself.]
There were plenty of ways to handle Julia Land.
Arabella Shaw coldly put away her phone just as her manager Sister Wilson knocked on the door to find her, “Arabella, the event is about to start.”
“Okay.” Arabella Shaw’s pretty face broke into a smile.
Julia Land’s lips curled up, that woman telling her to watch herself, was she getting desperate?
A desperate dog jumps over the wall.
She continued to wait.
“Sophia, shall we keep singing?”
“Let’s continue!”
The two sang until the end, their voices hoarse from shouting.
Julia Land went ho late at night, took a shower, and seated cross-legged on the bed, she sent a ssage to Noah Quarter.
Julia Land, [I think I rembered sothing more about you.
Sotis when you work without paying attention, your stomach problems would flare up.
I had even specially learned cooking to help your stomach get better.
Are these mories real?]
Arabella Shaw, I’m waiting for you to lose your temper.
Don’t disappoint .
At this ti, Noah Quarter was still in his study, holding his stomach which was faintly aching, his eyebrows pinched together.
He saw the ssage from Julia Land, rembering how she used to go to cooking classes tirelessly after work to learn to cook.
He replied with one word, [Yes.]
Julia Land sent a smiling face, [It seems my mory is slowly coming back, thank you.]
**
This morning, Julia Land got up and cooked pumpkin millet porridge.
Pumpkin millet porridge is good for nourishing the stomach.
She peeled the pumpkin, rinsed the millet, put them into a pot, and boiled them with water.
By the ti she finished doing her makeup and changing her clothes, the millet porridge was almost done.
Julia Land found a thermal container and poured the pumpkin millet porridge into it, then deliberately left a bowl in the pot for Sophia Hart.
As she left the house, she called Alexander Strong.
Alexander Strong thought Julia Land had so issue when he received her call, but it turned out she just wanted him to deliver the pumpkin millet porridge to Noah Quarter.
“Secretary Strong, please ask Director Quarter if it tastes the sa as the porridge I used to cook.
I’m trying to regain my mory.”
In the past, at Jade Gardens, Julia Land would personally cook stomach-nourishing breakfasts for Noah Quarter.
Pumpkin millet porridge was one of those breakfasts.
Alexander Strong glanced at Noah Quarter in the back seat, “Alright.”
Julia Land, “Thank you.”
After hanging up, Alexander Strong relayed Julia Land’s words to Noah Quarter in the back seat.
Noah Quarter was silent for a mont, “Mhm.”
Julia Land delivered the pumpkin millet porridge to the base of Quarter Group’s building and handed it to Alexander Strong before driving off to Strong Health Technology.
Alexander Strong walked into the CEO’s office with the thermal container and found Noah Quarter standing by the glass window.
“Just take the porridge and eat it,” Noah Quarter said with a slight loosening of his tie, his voice cold.
Alexander Strong thought of Julia Land’s vivid smile and felt sorry for her, “Okay.”
**
Thomas Sullivan walked into the office and saw Julia Land bending over to clean the ashtray on the table.
“Morning, Secretary Land.”
“Morning, Director.”
After Julia Land cleaned up the ashtray and was about to make coffee for Thomas Sullivan,
the door suddenly opened, and Trevor Sullivan walked in quickly, “Brother, Jas Thompson is injured.”
Julia Land’s hand on the doorknob paused, then she opened the door and walked out to make coffee.
Jas Thompson injured?
Julia Land brought in two cups of coffee, and by the ti Trevor Sullivan was ready to leave, he glanced at Julia Land.
“Cancel my afternoon schedule, Secretary Land.”
“Okay.”
She worked busily all morning, and during lunch, Julia Land kept poking at her food with chopsticks, looking sowhat listless.
In the afternoon, a little after three, Sophia Hart called Julia Land to complain.
“Chloe Sullivan really…
she could have had a servant do the task, but she had to climb a ladder and fall.
She didn’t get hurt, but in trying to save her, Brother Thompson got injured.”
Julia Land blinked her eyes and said nonchalantly, “Oh, it’s not serious then?
It was a heroic act to save the beauty, huh.”
Sophia Hart looked into the hospital room where the man could still make phone calls to deal with work matters.
“He’s fine; it’s just a hand injury.
It will heal with so rest.”
“Mhm, that’s good.”
Julia Land hung up the phone with a radiant smile curling at her lips.
**
Arabella Shaw received a photo.
The background of the photo was at the entrance of the Quarter Group building, where Julia Land handed a thermal container to Alexander Strong.
The contents of the thermal container couldn’t possibly be for Alexander Strong but ant for Noah Quarter.
Arabella Shaw tore the photo coldly and made a phone call.
“How’s the investigation at the orphanage going?”
“It’s been so ti; we’ve only uncovered so things.”
Arabella Shaw frowned, “I’ll pay more, get to the bottom of it quickly.”
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