NovelEnglishChapter 490 Yeah, he's always been on a downward spiral-by choice.
Citrine didn't bother to respond. She simply walked away, leaving him standing there.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCarney stood in silence for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. He hurried after her. "President Carmichael, please-I'm begging you, lethelp you. I'll do anything you ask." He'd finally made up his mind. Rather than keep wallowing in self-pity, he might as well put himself to work for her.
Citrine narrowed her eyes this time, but instead of brushing him off, she asked, "And what exactly can you do for me?" Carney straightened his back. "I majored in artificial intelligence at university. I've even filed my own patent. I have the skills to do a lot for you." He dove into a list of his college projects and professional achievements, rattling off every accomplishment he could think of.
Neo-Era University of Technology was the best school for Al in Crestwood- second only to Crestwood University itself. Carney had really learned a lot there.
Citrine listened to his credentials one by one, quietly impressed. He was clearly talented.
She gave a small nod. "Cinterview at CICI Group tomorrow." Carney stared at her in disbelief. He hesitated, then asked, "President Carmichael, what about my parents?" Citrine smiled just a little. “If you pass the interview, you'll be working for me. I'll take care of it." She added, "But of course, you have to actually pass." "Thank you, President Carmichael." Carney's eyes shone. He never imagined things could be resolved this easily. After parting ways with Carney, Citrine headed toward the parking lot-only for someone to call out behind her.
"Citrine." She turned. Sebastian was standing there, waiting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe frowned, puzzled. "What are you doing here? Did you cto the party too?" He nodded. "Yeah." Something felt off. She had just left, and now here he was, following right behind Citrine narrowed her eyes at him. Did you overhear what we were talking about?" Sebastian didn't deny it. His face was calm as he said, "I heard. That guy asked you to be his... sponsor." Citrine let out a laugh, teasing, "Why? I'm wealthy and powerful-people wanting my help shouldn't be surprising, right?" Sebastian felt a sharp pang in his chest. He'd been just behind the two of them, and the moment he heard that guy ask Citrine to take care of him, he honestly panicked. He was scared she might actually say yes. Luckily, she hadn't.
He forced himself to nod, though the pain lingered. "It's normal... but he's not good enough for you." As far as Sebastian could see, that guy had nothing going for him except a decent face.
Citrine raised an eyebrow. "If he's not good enough, then who is?" Sebastian was silent for a long moment before shaking his head. "No one." She pressed, "What about you?" Sebastian blinked, caught off guard. "What?" She repeated, "Do you think you're good enough for me?" He looked down, voice rough. "I'm not."
Citrine studied him for a few seconds, then a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. "But I think you are." The content is on I novelenglish.net!
"Citrine, don't joke like that." Sebastian stiffened, almost thinking he'd misheard. But just as quickly, he dismissed the thought. He changed the subject, almost automatically. "Danny Fuller just transferred the funds to our company-thanks to you." Citrine smiled faintly. "No need to thank me. I didn't do it for you." To her, it was just a small
favor-nothing worth mentioning In truth, she hadn't done it for Sebastian's atalar om stian's sake at all. Danny Fuller's smug face was simply too irritating to ignore.
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