Camille walked over, her gaze falling on Janelle, from her attire to her deanor, thinking this girl wasn’t a match for Trevor!
Seeing her also being stopped, Camille felt much better, the corners of her mouth lifted with a smile saying "you’re nothing special either."
It’s not that Janelle isn’t good, but Trevor is just too outstanding.
At this mont, in a spacious and bright eting room upstairs, an important eting was taking place, with Trevor in the lead position, surrounded by company executives.
Then, a video call on WeChat rang; he picked up his phone, saw Janelle’s avatar, looked at everyone, and unreservedly answered, "Janelle."
Everyone raised their eyes to look at the CEO! Their eyes were curious and gossipy!
The na Janelle wasn’t just seen in today’s news; rember last ti during the eting room screen share...?
"Trevor, I’m downstairs at your company, I personally made so black chicken soup for you, can I co up?" Janelle didn’t know where he was, nor who was around him, thinking he was alone, "I got stopped by security."
Janelle spoke softly and playfully, with a tone full of love.
"Simon, go down and pick up Miss Mills," Trevor’s voice was gentle.
"Yes."
"Bye-bye~!" Janelle sensibly hung up the phone, then waited patiently.
Just now seeing Trevor’s handso smile, she thought, he must be eager to see her too, right?
Since the video call was on speaker, everyone in the eting room heard what Janelle said to Trevor.
The call of ’Trevor’ was really so cheesy!
"Ahem!" Trevor looked at everyone, put down his phone, and instantly resud a serious tone, "eting continues, who was speaking just now? Please continue."
At this mont, Simon had already pressed the elevator button, stepped into the elevator, and was going down to pick up the future Mrs. CEO.
If the wedding day involves a company-wide benefit, Simon might also share in the joy.
In the luxurious lobby downstairs.
The security had also heard Mr. Trevino’s words, so he respectfully saluted her, "Please wait a mont, the layout upstairs is complicated, Assistant Simon should be coming down soon."
"Okay, you go ahead." She stood patiently waiting.
The security turned away, as Camille stood in front of Janelle, arms crossed, looking down at her.
Facing the gaze of this French woman, Janelle was baffled, wondering, is she a client of The Dalton Group?
So, she politely smiled at Camille and stepped aside to make way.
"Just a relationship, do you have to be so happy?" Camille scrutinized her, "These days, dating doesn’t necessarily an marriage."
Such fluent Chinese?
Hearing this tone... could this foreign girl like Trevor, a romantic rival? Janelle analyzed.
At this mont, the elevator door opened, and Simon ca over.
Janelle didn’t have ti to delay; she needed to quickly get this love-filled soup into Trevor’s hands!
So, adhering to the principle of offending no one, she smiled sweetly at the woman, "Others dating makes you this bitter? He may not marry , but he definitely won’t marry you, otherwise why hasn’t he confessed to you?"
"Miss Mills." Simon had arrived, "Please co with ."
"Okay!" Janelle glanced at the sour Camille, holding the thermos bowl, stepped toward the elevator with Simon, "Is he busy?"
"Mr. Trevino is in a eting, you’ll have to wait for a bit in the office."
"Okay! No problem!"
Camille was truly speechless! She cursed repeatedly in French, "Trevor’s taste is way too unique, this girl is so plain, right? Just bringing soup to show affection? Shouldn’t a CEO’s marriage be one of equal standing?"
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