Jane Sampson stumbled and almost fell next to her, and because her movent was too big, she almost dragged Rock Bell to the ground with her.
!!!
At this mont, Jane’s mind could be described as a herd of thousands of alpacas stampeding through it.
She knew it! That evening, when Jas Black heard her say that she would wait until she beca Movie Queen, she was puzzled by the aningful expression on his face!
It turned out!
It turned out!
Turned out he had been waiting here for her!
"Why did your Jas Black suddenly have this idea?" Rock Bell asked Jane, turning her head in utter confusion, then steadying her with a smile, "Scared you, didn’t I? I was scared too when I first heard about it."
"What else could it be? He just wants to be a father!" Jane said through clenched teeth.
"Wants to be a father?" Rock Bell didn’t understand that sentence because they had already arrived at the president’s office, so she didn’t continue to press the matter.
"Is President Brownstone eting with a guest?" Rock Bell noticed that President Brownstone’s secretary had just brought in two cups of water, so she pulled over another assistant to inquire.
"Yes, President Brownstone has a friend inside, but he ntioned that if Sister Bell and company arrive, you can go straight in." The assistant, upon seeing Rock Bell, quickly led them to the doorway, knocked, and hearing the invitation to enter from inside, led the two inside.
"President Brownstone, Sister Bell and company have arrived," the assistant announced, then stepped out of the office first.
Jane Sampson stood next to Rock Bell, stealing glances at the two n seated on the sofa in front of her, a bit surprised that both of them were quite young.
More absurd was the fact that despite being in the company for half a year, she still couldn’t recognize which of the two n was her boss.
She had always imagined the boss of the company to be an old uncle.
After all, that’s how it’s usually depicted in TV series.
"I still have so important matters to take care of here; you go back to the hotel first. I’ll co find you after I finish my work, and we can hang out," Oliver Brownstone said to his friend after glancing at the newcors, then turned to tell his old friend.
"Okay." The man in gray clothes stood up and nodded lightly to Rock Bell and Jane Sampson out of politeness, without asking Oliver Brownstone to escort him out, and left via the door behind Jane and Rock.
Oliver Brownstone didn’t stand on ceremony with his old friend, and instead greeted Jane first.
"Jas Black’s wife," Oliver Brownstone greeted Jane with a grin, "I didn’t expect you were hiding out in my company."
No one in the office noticed that the man who had already reached the door suddenly halted upon hearing Oliver’s words, turned his head, and looked back for a mont.
A few seconds later, he continued on his way out.
"My aunt attended your wedding with Jas Black," Oliver Brownstone struck up a conversation with Jane in his typically easy manner.
If you ask Oliver if he would regret letting Jane go, of course, he would feel regretful.
After all, Jane was the most promising artist in the company currently; he had been discussing with others earlier about focusing on this lucky artist and had thought about sitting down for a chat with Jane to find out what kind of person this artist was.
However, before he could even get started, Rock Bell brought up the topic of termination of contract and hinted at Jane’s identity to him.
The hint was subtle, but in the Brownstone family, there were only a few who could count on the support of the Black Family. Upon inquiring, it naturally revealed that the na of Jas Black’s wife was Jane Sampson.
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