GoodNovelChapter 413 Raymond Already Behind Her Selena still needed Alan to put in a good word for her in front of Raymond, and she agreed immediately.
"Alright, I'll have the people from the Commercial Department check out Aether. If the quality of the paint is up to standard, we can maintain the cooperation throughout the year." For a large company like Cornerstone Construction, if they are willing to maintain an ongoing collaboration, then even if the Fair Family doesn't get any orders for most of the year, at least they won't be running at a loss. She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her glass.
"Mr. Hughes, here's to you. I will also do my best in front of Mr. Montague." Alan broke into a smile.
"Selena, it's also thanks to you that I was able to collaborate with Mr. Montague and secure the project in Ridgefield." The two clinked glasses and had a drink, conversing with Lucas in between.
After the meal, Selena asked Lucas to send Alan off, as he seemed quite happy tonight and had drunk a bit too much. "Selena, what about you? How do you get home?" Lucas helped Alan to his feet.
Selena remained seated on the stool, "Someone's coming to pickup, make sure Mr. Hughes gets hsafely first." After all, he would be her client for the next half-year.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLucas then left with Alan.
Selena and Alan had enjoyed their conversation, and she couldn't help but drink two cups herself. Although she wasn't drunk, the alcohol made her face flush.
Her cheeks were warm and rosy.
She took her bag from the side, intending to go to the restroom at the end of the corridor to wash her face and sober up before leaving.
It was her first day on the job and she had already developed a partnership, which made her secretly happy, even though it was benefited from Raymond's association.
Turning the corner, she saw a refined man coming out of a private room, holding a phone and dressed in a somber black suit.
Selena stopped in her tracks and then froze.
"Mr. Montague?" Raymond had already closed the private room door behind him; inside were many executives, including those from the Montague Fair Family and other companies, discussing partnerships.
Hearing her voice, he looked up and immediately saw Selena, different from her usual self.
Selena smiled at him, "Mr. Montague, are you here for dinner as well?" Raymond pinched his phone between his fingertips and responded with a faint "Hmm." Selena nodded, "Then I won't disturb Mr. Montague anymore." She headed towards the restroom in the corridor.
The restrooms in such high-end restaurants were luxuriously appointed, and were disinfected every few hours. She placed her bag aside and was just about to wash her face when she saw Raymond's delicate face appear in the mirror. He stood by the door, asking her, "Why did you cut your hair?" "Long hair didn't seem professional enough." She looked very smart today in her suit, with a low ponytail at the back that made her look neat and tidy. This was the first tRaymond had seen her dressed this way. When she had called out to him earlier, he hadn't even recognized her at first.
Selena scooped water onto her face, and in a daze, she heard the restroom door close.
She opened her eyes to find Raymond already standing behind her.
"It does look professional." Selena felt a bit uncomfortable. For sreason, every tRaymond appeared, she felt as if the oxygen in the air thinned.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis presence was overwhelming.
The droplets on her cheeks rolled down, and she felt much more sober.
In this restaurant, there are only two private rooms on each floor, plus the need to make reservationsano M e advance it's rare that they are fully occupied, so there are even fewer people in the hallways. The entire space is very quiet.
The woman in Raymond's eyes was dressed so formally that the pants made her legs look even longer m Perhaps because she had a bit of alcohol, her cheeks were flushed and her eyelashes moistened by tears. Her hair had been cut, losing a strand of vulnerability and indeed looking much more capable. This serious demeanor was in stark contrast to her sobbing, biting, and pleading in bed.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he suddenly picked her up intending to set her down on the counter next to n: the washbasin. Selena was not pleased, kicking and hitting.
Raymond, holding her, nearly got slapped in the face.
He heard her whisper, "Dirty." How strange, where was Raymond's own obsession with cleanliness? "And besides, you said I could rest for a week." The implication being, how can you go back on your word?
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