Thinking about how they helped her trendously, Alia felt she should also show so sincerity.
Anyway, with the handover at the company completed, she now has no "official" duties and feels light, so she decides to go personally to express her gratitude.
In the anti, she plans to discreetly gather so background information on this person to help Snow determine if they’re reliable and worth her ti!
Originally, Alia felt a bit reluctant and sad about leaving the company.
But after finishing this call, that sadness vanished completely.
As long as Seal-Cloud Corporation remains intact, every sacrifice has been worthwhile.
When Alia left the company, Betty followed her out.
"Qing, you’re really leaving, then... what am I supposed to do?" Betty’s Chinese has improved rapidly, so she can now communicate without much issue, blending in well with her colleagues.
Looking at her, Alia sighed inwardly and sincerely advised: "Betty, you should return to your country. Your parents haven’t seen you in so long, they must miss you very much. If you don’t want them to arrange your life, just communicate well with them."
Fearing Betty wouldn’t understand complicated Chinese, Alia advised her in English.
Betty switched to her mother tongue, gesturing with her hands and animatedly expressing, "You don’t understand, it’s impossible to communicate. Besides, I genuinely love China; the people here are very warm, I love the food, and I’m interested in all the beautiful and fun things here! I want to stay here forever!"
Alia raised her eyebrows in surprise at her enthusiastic declaration, and once she’d finished, Alia responded, "But you don’t have any money; just relying on your job’s salary isn’t enough to support yourself."
Although the staff at Venus aren’t paid poorly, such a regular administrative role’s monthly salary is only enough for an average girl to barely make ends et.
Standing before her, after all, was a genuine wealthy heiress!
From a young age, she’s been accustod to luxury, with any random piece of her attire costing a common worker several months of toil; how could she live on just a few thousand dollars?
However, speaking of this, Alia admired the wealthy heiress.
Alia initially thought that after her family froze all her cards, she wouldn’t last a few days and would have to compromise and return ho, yet she’s managed to endure until now!
Could it be—
"Did Benny Palr return that million to you?" Alia asked in surprise.
"Don’t ntion him to !" As soon as Betty heard Young Master Palr’s na, she got angry, her modern, vivid features even more expressive in outrage, "He’s really too awful! He clearly has the money, but just won’t give it! Now, he doesn’t even co ho!"
"Uh... are you still living at his place?"
"Of course, what else? Should I sleep on the street?"
This—
Alia laughed dryly.
Looks like Benny Palr has also gotten himself into trouble this ti.
"Qing, if you’re not here anymore, I don’t want to stay either. What are you planning to do next? Can I join you?" Betty grabbed her arm and asked curiously.
"But I don’t have any plans at the mont; these past few years have been too exhausting for , so I want to take a break and spend ti with the kids for now."
That was indeed her plan.
Since giving birth to her triplets, in these more than five years, she hadn’t had a single day to relax and enjoy.
Now that she’s laid down her burdens, despite feeling a bit attached, she genuinely feels completely relaxed.
She wants to stop and have a good rest and accompany her three children.
Hearing how she laid it out, Betty’s expression fell, "Then what about ... I don’t have any skills, if you’re not here, I’ll quickly be marginalized."
Alia thought to herself: So this girl has so self-awareness after all.
Finding her lonely and in a foreign country, indeed quite pitiful, Alia thought a little more and decided to guide her in the right direction.
"Betty, if you really don’t want to stay here anymore, I know of a good company where you can definitely find a suitable job!"
Betty was overjoyed, "Where, where?"
"Benny Palr, one of the Palr Family’s businesses—Monarch International Hotel. This hotel receives many foreign guests, and I think working there suits you very well." Alia wasn’t sure why she ca up with this idea, maybe it was purely out of a sense of justice!
It’s not right for Young Master Palr, who clearly isn’t short of money, to mislead soone like that!
On hearing this, Betty pondered for a mont, her worried expression turning joyful, "Really? I actually studied hotel managent!"
"Did you? That’s great then!"
"But are they hiring? Would they take ?"
"Can’t you just go to Benny Palr directly? Get him to set it up for you!"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!"
Betty excitedly turned around to pack her things and quickly submit her resignation, ready to find a new job aligned with her specialization!
That way, she could continue staying here and secure her footing in River City!
After saying goodbye to her colleagues, Alia finally left the brand she built from scratch.
In the elevator, her phone rang.
It was Jacob Garcia calling.
"Sis, I’ve completed all the missing docunts, but I have work this afternoon and can’t skip it. Could we et tomorrow to transfer the ownership with Doctor Smith?"
Thinking about how her brother was finally turning over a new leaf and seriously working, Alia felt it wasn’t right for him to keep asking for leave. She herself planned to accompany Charles Smith to the administrative service center this afternoon, so she replied casually, "No need for you to co again, I’ll go find you to get the docunts, and I’ll go with Doctor Smith this afternoon to handle the transfer."
"You’re going personally?"
"Yeah, Christopher already knows about this, so there’s no need to hide it anymore."
"So you guys... had a fight? Is he really mad?"
"Not really, anyway, what’s done is done. If he’s upset, so be it."
The two arranged a eting place, and Alia drove off to et.
On the way, she turned on the radio to the finance channel, and as expected, the host was discussing today’s stock market news, coincidentally talking about the smoke-free war between Seal-Cloud Corporation and Summit Industries.
Her heart unconsciously tensed up, feeling a bit nervous.
Fortunately, according to the host’s analysis, Seal-Cloud’s re-listing showed a good upward trend, while Summit Industries stopped buying more stocks, seemingly out of resources.
She felt much more relaxed and called Christopher while stopped at a traffic light.
"Hello, Alia." The man’s deep, charming voice ca through the Bluetooth earpiece, warm and gentle.
"Hey, are you busy?"
"Not too bad."
"I just heard the financial news; it seems things are looking good after the re-listing."
"Yes, it’s in our favor for now. But we can’t let our guard down; they might still be waiting for the right mont."
"No worries, I believe that good will prevail over evil! We’ll definitely win!"
"Yes, I believe it too." He didn’t want to say anything negative in front of Alia, so he smiled and agreed.
Thinking it was almost noon and she should be done with her tasks, Christopher asked, "Are you already on your way ho?"
"Yeah, on my way ho, I’ll spend the afternoon with the kids." The little ones won’t start school until after the fifteenth, so they’re still causing a ruckus at ho. Aunt Harper’s probably on the verge of a nervous breakdown by now.
She thought about it, and since she only had to et Doctor Smith at four for the property transfer, she could go ho for lunch and spend quality ti with the three little ones.
Christopher, hearing her plan, was looking forward to it and said, "I’ll try to co back early tonight."
"Okay. You go ahead and work, I’ll hang up now!"
Knowing that the Seal-Cloud situation was stable for the mont, Alia felt much better.
She reached the agreed-upon location, got the transfer docunts from Jacob Garcia, and then drove straight ho.
While having lunch with the kids, her phone chid with a notification.
It was a WhatsApp ssage from Charles Smith, reminding her that the remaining paynt had arrived, asking her to confirm receipt.
She checked her mobile bank notifications, and sure enough, all the funds were credited in full.
She couldn’t help but admire Doctor Smith’s commitnt to keeping his promises.
Not wanting to give this money directly to Christopher and cause any more waves, she put down her chopsticks and called Benny Palr to "diate."
Since Charles Smith had kept his promise, Alia naturally wanted to show her sincerity too.
At four in the afternoon, she appeared punctually outside the entrance of the administrative service center.
But Charles was half an hour late, showing up only at 4:45.
"I’m so sorry, Miss Norton, when I was about to leave the hospital, a patient had a situation, and I had to handle it urgently. You’ve been waiting for a long ti, I truly apologize," Charles apologized repeatedly as he arrived, very well-mannered.
Alia felt a bit flattered and quickly waved her hand, "It’s okay, I didn’t have anything else to do anyway. But... you’ve given all the house paynt already, and we haven’t even completed the transfer. It’s not fair and... not safe for you."
Charles accompanied her up the steps, smiling as he said, "What’s unsafe about it? I trust your integrity."
She didn’t know what to say, so she just smiled, "Thank you..."
As they walked into the certification hall, many people turned to look at them.
The girls naturally stared at Charles, while the n sneaked a glance at Alia.
There’s no help for it; a good-looking pair like them attracts attention wherever they go.
The process went smoothly, and after Alia signed her na, she stood up to make way for Charles to sit and sign his na.
Standing slightly behind him, she discreetly observed him. Watching his long fingers hold the pen, his jet-black, tousled short hair, and his upright posture as he wrote - every detail exuded an elegant and charming aura.
Snow truly has a good eye!
Alia thought to herself, planning to find an opportunity later to chat and ask if he was married or had a girlfriend...
Once all the signatures were done, both of them pressed their fingerprints, finally finishing the transfer procedure before the staff’s shift ended.
"All done! Mission accomplished! Thank you, Doctor Smith, really, thank you so much!" Alia sincerely nodded in thanks, filled with gratitude.
Charles smiled, glancing at his watch to check the ti, "No need for thanks. It’s... about this ti; how about we grab so dinner together?"
Alia, eager for a chance to learn more about him, imdiately agreed, "Sure! But let treat you. Thank you for helping out so much!"
"Alright." The man readily agreed and then gently inquired, "Do you prefer Chinese, Western, or Southeast Asian cuisine?"
"Chinese is fine."
"I know a great private kitchen that I’d like to take you to try."
"Great!"
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