The agent by her side definitely earns a lot too.
Unlike her, pretending to be a saint and a white lotus, acting all pure, so much so that it’s hard to get her any resources.
Even when we get better ones, we agents can’t earn much.
"Miss Lancaster, do you know when your agent is leaving? How about ?" The last ti Kiki Sutton had the accident, it was Luna Lancaster who orchestrated it,
She promised her that if she did things to her satisfaction, she’d give her the agent’s position.
Luna Lancaster sneered at this, "When she leaves depends on you. If what you do satisfies , I might have her gone by tomorrow."
"Really?"
"Of course."
Kiki Sutton’s agent imdiately cozied up to the sponsor in front of them, "Miss Lancaster, if there’s anything you need, just say the word, I’ll do anything for you."
"There are plenty of people willing to do anything; I don’t need that, but I do need soone to handle things right now."
"Whatever it is, just say it."
Luna Lancaster pointed to the woman not far away, who was toasting with Kenneth’s son, and whispered a few words to the agent.
"This..."
"If you think you can’t handle it, I can find soone else."
"No, no, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it."
...
The Quinn Family.
After spending a while in her room, lody Thorne went downstairs, only to find Jared Quinn had already gone to the office.
"Ma’am, is there sothing on your mind?" the butler asked with concern.
It had been such a relief for the relationship between the young master and ma’am to be easing, he was constantly worried that there would be more problems between them.
"Do you think I should give my current position to Rochelle Thorne?" lody Thorne asked.
She was supposed to leave eventually, and if she returned to the Thornes, she might be able to leave sooner.
The butler replied, "If you return to the Thornes, not to ntion whether the young master’s temper would allow it, you wouldn’t even get past the old master’s opposition."
"That’s because Grandpa doesn’t know I’m not really a Thorne. If he knew, he might not be the sa as before," lody felt an emptiness inside her chest.
"Ma’am, if you’re saying that, you misunderstand the old master. With the Quinn Family’s current power, there’s no need to find any heiresses. The old master chose you for who you are."
lody leaned on the stair railing. Old Master Quinn, in both her past and present life, was the one who treated her the best. She wondered if he would be heartbroken to know she wasn’t really a Thorne.
"Rest assured, no matter who you are, I’ve recognized you as the young mistress," the butler spoke again, "So, please don’t think there’s nowhere for you outside the Thorne Family. Besides, I can tell Mrs. Thorne looks at you with a bit of affection."
"Is that so?"
It seed that Mrs. Thorne’s gaze had softened significantly since their first eting.
"Yes, so don’t worry," the butler reassured.
He feared lody Thorne might overthink being in such silence, so he continued to persuade, "Perhaps Mrs. Thorne’s distant deanor is because she doesn’t rember you,
but if she recalls past events, things might change.
lody’s eyes brightened. Maybe she could really give it a try.
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