Chapter 356 In a Bad Mood!
“Do you mean that you won’t mind if my brother marries you?
Cierra asked with a teasing smile.
“I…”
Lydia hemmed and hawed, not knowing what to do.
Of course, she didn’t mind, but she didn’t know how to answer for a while.
After all, she never thought about it.
Not to mention that William was the son of the Barton family, and even if he didn’t have the supportof the Bartons,
just as the president of Los Angeles was not something that she could reach.
She had never thought about it, so she naturally didn’t know how to answer.
But subconsciously, she was probably… willing to do so.
She admired him so much, she would secretly praise and discuss William with others.
Outstanding people always attracted others.
What’s more, Lydia had been suppressed by the Navarro family since she was a child. She had been marginalized
and almost believed to be a good–for–nothing.
If it weren’t for the fact that she had learned something from her teacher, she would probably have obeyed her
family.
In addition to contributing nothing to the Navarro family, there was probably no other fun.
Instead of taking another path like this.
Lydia knew that she was a weirdo.
Endurance, inferiority, obedience, and rebellion would appear in her at the same time.
She was not satisfied with her life, but she also felt a little helpless.
Therefore, she didn’t know how to answer the question.
After a long while, she answered.
“Cici, don’t joke with me. Of course, I don’t mind, but this kind of good thing won’t happen. What kind of family are
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou from? Even if you really want to unite by marriage, you don’t have to come to New York to choose such a poor
family as the Navarro family.”
Everyone knew that the Navarro family had gradually declined.
Although it was not a big deal to marry her, it would not be of much help to his family.
The more upper–class people were, the more they liked a well–matched family.
Obviously, the Navarro family was no match for the Barton family.
It was impossible for her and William.
She just met William a few times.
The first time was when she was slandered on the Internet. He helped her.
Then…
At the hospital, he asked her to take out the key and asked her to be his driver.
Although she knew that Mr. Barton wanted to send her home.
She took it for granted–she should have done these things for him.
They had no relationship.
She felt that it should be like this.
At least it made her feel that she was not completely useless in this world.
Look, at least she could drive for her boss to support herself. She didn’t have to be their puppet daughter in the
Navarro family and couldn’t even decide her marriage.
“Well, Cici, let’s not talk about this. I’m going to start filming, so I won’t talk to you anymore!”
As if he was afraid that Cierra would try to persuade her again and arouse her unnecessary thoughts, she hung up
the phone after saying that.
If she hadn’t tried it, she might have been able to endure it.
Once she was given hope, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself.
She was even more afraid that she would do something bad.
After hanging up the phone, Cierra was still in a daze.
She listened to the busy tone of the phone for a long time before she forced a smile and put her phone aside.
Although she didn’t get a definite answer from Lydia, Cierra was at least sure that she didn’t hate him.
Maybe she didn’t like him, either.
However, compared to the things that the Navarro family had found for her, William was a good choice.
If it really didn’t work out in the future, she would also support Lydia’s divorce.
At that time, she would no longer be under the Navarro family’s control.
Without thinking about those depressing things, Cierra still hoped that William could get what he wanted.
After getting out of the car, she also sent a message to William.
It was about Lydia’s attitude. She also warned William to be gentle with girls and not to let her drive like last time.
What a stupid man!
He was probably busy and did not reply to her message.
Cierra was not in a hurry. She went to the company to look for Jaquan in the bright sunshine.
In contrast, the atmosphere in the president’s office was not so pleasant, and the atmosphere was.
even a little depressing.
They felt cold in such hot weather.
Evans had been scolded by Jaquan in the morning, so he was a little timid with the document in his hand.
“Wanda, are you free now?”
He asked for Wanda’s help.
In the past, when Jaquan had a bad temper, the staff in the president’s office had always asked for Wanda’s help.
They did this again.
But surprisingly, Wanda, who had never refused others, didn’t move.
“Assistant Evans, I’ve already submitted an application to Mr. Barton and I’m waiting for his approval. Maybe I won’t
be the president’s assistant anymore, and I probably won’t be able to help you in the future. So, there are some
things that you have to deal with it.”
In the past, she had helped out because she cared about her juniors.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had been working for Jaquan since she graduated. She thought that she was experienced, so she was willing to
take responsibility for everything.
On the other hand, she was selfish.
She loved Jaquan, so she liked to see him more.
Even if he was in a bad mood and might vent his anger on her, she was willing to help send documents or ask some
other questions.
As long as she saw him, she would be happy even if she was scolded.
But it was different now.
She had already proposed a transfer and given up Jaquan. There was no need to do this anymore.
Besides, she could help them this time, but what about next time?
Assistant Evans didn’t know what Wanda was thinking. He was just shocked by the news.
“You want to be transferred? Why? Isn’t the President’s Office a good place? If you want to be transferred, where
are you going?”
According to Wanda’s working experience, she had reached her limit by following the president.
She could be the senior management of the company, but her work experience was not enough.
If she was transferred to other places, she would be demoted!
This…
Wanda knew what he was thinking and smiled calmly. “It’s my own fault. It has nothing to do with the company. I’ve
been working for the president since I graduated. I’m a little tired and want to try something else.”
Assistant Evans didn’t understand.
A few days ago, Mr. Barton confessed his love for Wanda. It was more understandable for her to resign and
become Mrs. Sherman than to be transferred.
While he was in a daze, the frosted glass door of the president’s office opposite him was suddenly pushed open.
“What do you want to talk about?”
Jaquan’s fall figure suddenly appeared at the door. His face was slightly gloomy, and it could be