She didn’t know whether what she was doing was right.
However, she was more worried about Christopher Scott’s decision, worried that he wouldn’t even be willing to accept the unspoken rules.
Thinking of the unspoken rules, Seven Murray laughed helplessly. She never imagined that one day she would fall into the sa situation as the girls, relying on marriage alliances to strengthen the company. No, she was even more pitiful than an alliance; she was just a bed companion, without even a title.
So, she had been waiting, waiting for Christopher Scott to call her back, both eager and fearful.
Ti ticked away, and she waited in the office until 7 PM without receiving any notification from Christopher Scott.
At that mont, Seven Murray held up her phone and laughed foolishly, starting to mock herself, "Seven Murray, you think you’re still 16? You’re already 26 now. All the girls around Christopher Scott are 20-year-olds. Who cares about you, the old woman nearing her 30s? Stop dreaming. Even if you want to be taken advantage of now, he wouldn’t choose you. Better save your energy and find a job!"
"Ding!" Seven Murray’s words had barely fallen when a text ssage arrived, startling her.
Unfortunately, the text wasn’t from anyone else but Christopher Scott. Seven Murray quickly opened it, and it read: [Peninsula Hotel, Suite 8888, tonight at 9 PM.]
The content of the text was very concise, summarizing all the information in a dozen words.
Seven Murray stared at the unexpected ssage, holding her breath, her small hand holding the phone shaking constantly. She stared blankly at the ssage for three minutes before replying with a brief "Okay."
After replying to the text, Seven Murray felt relaxed, but within a minute, she beca nervous again.
She clenched her fists tightly and placed them on the desk, her mind in a chaotic state filled with various thoughts that couldn’t bring her peace.
"Uh..." She began to hiccup, a result of being overly nervous.
Seven Murray felt her own tension, quickly placing the phone on the desk, raising her hands to pat her face, comforting herself, "Seven Murray, don’t be nervous. The company is saved. You should be happy."
However, when she thought about having to share a bed with Christopher Scott because of the cooperation plan, she couldn’t be happy; her mood was still very low.
Simultaneously, she was worried whether Christopher Scott really wanted just a simple sleep. Would he make things difficult for her? What if he resorted to violence? Given that a company’s survival was at stake, would he not seek more revenge?
Seven Murray had completely lost confidence in Christopher Scott, especially after he proposed the unspoken rules. She was utterly hopeless about this man.
If she could let go of the company’s affairs, she definitely wouldn’t compromise with Christopher Scott, but she couldn’t.
Recalling Christopher Scott’s gossip news, Seven Murray’s body trembled even more significantly. She reflexively felt a sense of nausea and rejection towards Christopher Scott, unaware that at this mont, Christopher Scott felt the sa way about her.
Christopher Scott agreed to enforce the unspoken rules with Seven Murray, thinking he must be crazy. He clearly hated this woman to death, but whenever he thought of her begging him, he felt an inexplicable pleasure. After so struggle, he still sent the text to Seven Murray.
After texting Seven Murray, Christopher Scott got up and went to the hotel.
When he arrived at the hotel, he ordered himself two bottles of alcohol, sitting casually on the couch in the living room, drinking alone. He couldn’t face Seven Murray sober, so he used alcohol to numb himself.
A few shots in, not only did Christopher Scott fail to get drunk, but his mind beca clearer, and his hate for Seven Murray intensified. Adding up old grudges and new ones, he wished he could strangle that woman. He knew Seven Murray believed in herself but didn’t expect her to be so cold and rciless, and worldly.
anwhile, in Seven Murray’s office, she hadn’t gone to the hotel. First, because the ti hadn’t co, and second, because her emotions were unstable; she feared her current state might affect Christopher Scott’s mood, giving him more reasons to find fault, so she kept adjusting her emotions.
"Seven, why haven’t you left work yet?" Ella ca again, taking two sample outfits from Seven Murray’s office.
Seeing the situation, Seven Murray forced a smile and said, "Didn’t you all not leave work either?"
"There are so effect photos, we’ll leave after taking them."
"I’ll take them."
Seven Murray was worried about not having anything to calm her mood, so taking photos of the sample outfits would help change her mood.
Thus, in the studio, Seven Murray played the photographer’s role, holding a DSLR, continuously shooting around the model.
By the ti the photos were done, it was already 8:30 PM. Ella happily called out with barbecue and milk tea, "Hey comrades, it’s break ti, leave early and enjoy the night snacks."
Seven Murray looked at the night snack Ella bought and asked indifferently, "Ella, what ti is it now?"
"It’s 8:30 PM. After we finish the night snack, clean up the site, we can wrap up."
Upon hearing it was 8:30, Seven Murray’s eyes widened abruptly, imdiately putting down the DSLR, taking off the sample clothes, hurrying, "I have sothing to do, so I won’t join you for the night snack."
"Seven, what’s so urgent? Why not eat and then go!" Ella put down her milk tea to pull Seven Murray.
"Ella, I truly have sothing to do. Everyone has worked hard today. Once these busy days have passed, I’ll treat everyone to a big al," Seven Murray said, handing her work badge to Ella and leaving without looking back.
She had just been absorbed in calming her mood and taking photos, forgetting her engagent with Christopher Scott.
From her company to the Peninsula Hotel, it would take half an hour if traffic was smooth. If she waited at two more red lights, she would be late.
So, Seven Murray almost sped all the way, grabbing and running at red lights when she could, and she would rather have her driver’s license revoked than have Christopher Scott nitpick.
Urgency made Seven Murray forget to be nervous, forget that she was about to face Christopher Scott. All she thought about was ToGigi. Her brand was saved.
But, when she parked the car and stepped into the elevator, Seven Murray grew nervous again, her heart pounding persistently, wishing it could jump out of her mouth.
Seven Murray took a deep breath, telling herself that once she closed her eyes and fell asleep, it would be over. But her heartbeat still couldn’t calm down, she remained very nervous, nervous to the point of trembling all over, losing control of herself.
At two minutes to 9 PM, Seven Murray finally stood at the door of Suite 8888.
Inside the suite, Christopher Scott raised his left hand, glanced at the ti on his watch, a sarcastic smile played at the corner of his mouth, thinking, Seven Murray sure knows how to play strategy, walking in right on ti, keeping him in suspense.
Note: Can you guess whether Seven went in? Did she go in or not? Hehe...
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