"No, not at all," Elder Axel was astonished again, "The salary the Boss gives is very high. I’ve worked many jobs in Cakago, but none as good as this one. And the Boss has a good temper, really good. Last ti my daughter was sick, quite seriously, the Boss told to go ho and take care of her without a second thought."
Jasmine Yale sighed, wondering how Sylvan Cheney could win people over so effortlessly.
Kade Yuvan praised him, and so did Elder Axel.
"Master Axel, when did you start working with the Boss?"
"After the Boss took the position at Jas Group, it was in April. Since then, I’ve been following the Boss. I guess I was lucky; there were many people at the interview, but I was the one the Boss kept."
"Even a driver has to interview?"
"Yes, the Boss is very strict with hiring. I think being strict is good, after all, when you’re with the Boss, it involves a lot of confidential matters. Hiring soone unreliable is like burying a ti bomb," Elder Axel said with great insight.
For instance, if soone unreliable was involved in the Boss planning a birthday surprise for Miss Yale, it might have been leaked already.
"That’s true."
Jasmine Yale chatted with Elder Axel while making pastries.
"Miss Yale, shall I help you get lunch later?"
"Okay."
That day, although the weather was gloomy, Jasmine Yale’s mood wasn’t bad.
However, Sylvan Cheney really didn’t co to the ward all day. It seed like he was angry.
The sky was overcast all day. Although it didn’t rain, the wind was strong.
Jasmine Yale, who was afraid of the cold, stayed nestled in the ward all afternoon to recuperate.
At teati, Jasmine Yale proactively sent Sylvan Cheney a text ssage: I made so desserts, do you want to eat? If so, you can co over.
Five minutes later, Jasmine Yale received a reply—
Sylvan Cheney: Not going.
Jasmine Yale angrily stared at the text for a while. If he’s not coming, then so be it.
She even went through the trouble of making many of his favorites. She knew that even after losing his mory, his taste remained unchanged, so she clearly knew what he loved to eat and what he didn’t.
If he doesn’t co, then never mind.
Jasmine Yale took a piece of blueberry cookie and ate it while looking down at the report in her hands.
The preliminary research report on the amusent park was out, including the land area, sectional divisions, and architectural planning...
It was sent by Kade Yuvan, and she read it carefully and earnestly.
This was the first project she followed after starting work, and it was a project she really wanted to succeed in.
Outside the window, the sky was dark and heavy; it wasn’t nightti yet, but the last trace of dayti light had already faded.
The streetlights lit up one by one, and the streets entered a bustling night.
The wind continued to blow, and the leaves kept shaking.
These days, every night, Sylvan Cheney would co and bring her food.
Today... Jasmine Yale didn’t know if he would co.
He’s such a prideful person, maybe he really won’t co.
What’s the big deal about being prideful, honestly.
...
When the sky turned completely dark, Jasmine Yale stretched lazily, stood up, and pulled the curtains closed. The wind outside roared incessantly, and it might rain tonight.
With the curtains drawn, the ward was filled with warm, cozy light, shutting out the gloomy world outside.
At that mont, with a "click", the door to the ward opened.
Dressed in a black suit, Sylvan Cheney ca in, followed by a waiter carrying a bag.
"Just put the things on the table," Sylvan Cheney instructed as he took off his suit jacket and hung it on the coat rack, all so naturally.
"Yes, sir." The waiter put down the things and left.
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