Chapter 50 Meeting Him
Chapter 50 Meeting Him
"It''s okay.” Rejo peeked at the food and saw that it was rtively in. It was eptable, but not to her taste. She preferred stronger vors.
"I like the stirred shrimp with egg and fried fish."
Brady was giving her the fork. He paused and chuckled softly. She was quite frank. He thought Rejo would say that she wasn''t picky and liked
everything, or something like, "Oh, these happen to be my favorites.” He didn’t expect her to tell him to eat less stirred shrimp with egg and fried fish
“Aren''t you afraid of making me angry and causing trouble for yourself?” Brady was surprised. Wasn''t Rejo afraid of offending him? After all, he
was her boss and supervisor. The assistant''s office existed to serve him!
Rejo smiled. After getting along with Brady several times, she could tell that he had a good temper. He was joking instead of embarrassing her on
purpose. "I''m your aunt. Would you dare to get angry with your elder?"
This identity had its advantages!
Brady was speechless. He didn''t want her to be his aunt but his girlfriend!
"By the way, Mr. Nelson, why did you go to my house?"
"I happened to be passing by your neighborhood on my way back and noticed that you hadn''t been back for a long time, so I decided to stop by and
check on you."
"Oh." Rejo didn''t suspect how Brady knew where she used to live and why she would go there. Hearing this, she nodded and put down her fork
She bit her fork and looked at him. Should she ask or not? She''d better ask him, or she would be doubtful and unable to fall asleep at night
"Mr. Nelson, why was I transferred to the assistant’s office? I was originally in the finance department!" These two fields werepletely unrted.
"Well, Joy, let me ask you. Do you like working in the finance department?" Brady didn''t answer Rejo’s question but asked another one.From N?velDrama.Org.
Rejo thought for a moment. How should she answer this question? She didn''t really like finance. She chose this major because she was a liberal
arts student and it was easier to find a job in this field. But if she said it outright. would Brady think that she didn''t like her job at all andcked
professional ethics?
When Rejo was thinking, Brady knew the truth. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had a personal motive for transferring Rejo to the
assistant''s office. If Rejo was particrly fond of her job in the finance department andter discovered the truth and was angry with him, what
would he do? Now that Rejo didn’t like her job, he had nothing to worry about.
He calmly used the serving fork to pick up some vegetables for Rejo. "You shouldn''t always eat meat. It''s not good for your health. As for your job,
I have my own reason. I want you to do me a favor."
"What can I do to help you?”
"You saw Lydia today, right?”
"Yeah, what''s wrong?"
"s." Brady sighed softly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, making Rejo almost want to smooth them.
“You should have seen it, Joy. Lydia is the only woman in the assistant''s office, and there''s a reason for that."
"Oh, I know that. Because those female assistants were all attracted to you. Mr. Nelson!" Rejo answered. When she first joined thepany, her
senior used this as an example to teach her not to engage in hical behavior in thepany and to work hard. Otherwise, those fired female
assistants would be a cautionary tale.
The assistant’s office no longer recruited women for this reason.
Brady pursed his lips. Rejo was quite straightforward. No, he had to repair his image, so as not to let Rejo think that he was a yboy. “Actually,
it''s not as serious as you think. I used to have female assistants, but one of them went on maternity leave, so Lydia was a temporary recement.
Her family has some connection to mine, so I couldn''t refuse her. But Lydia is insane. She thinks that just because she''s my assistant, she owns me.
She not only drove away the other female assistants but also harassed me. You know, as my assistant, there are some asions when she needs to.
be my femalepanion, but Lydia tells others that she and I are a couple. It''s simply a rumor. Unfortunately, because of her family connections, I
can''t fire her. That''s why I transferred you to the assistant''s office. In the future. you can be my femalepanion and let Lydia face reality.”
The real reason was that his family wanted him to be with Lydia. As for attending the parties, well, Brady ran an entertainmentpany, and there
were plenty of actresses in thepany. Anyone of them would be happy to be his femalepanion, so he didn’t need a female assistant to do that
at all.
But Rejo didn''t know this and her face didn''t look good. "Are you using me as a shield?" Lydia didn''t seem easy to get along with, and Rejo was
worried about her own safety!
Brady tempted her. "I''ll give you a raise!”
What? Rejo''s eyes lit up. She looked at Brady with expectation.
Brady was amused by her reaction. Didn''t Jacquelyn marry his Grandpa? It was impossible that she didn''t give Rejo pocket money. How could
Rejo be so attracted to money? But it was okay. He was just afraid that she was not greedy for money. Loving money was not a problem. Thest
thing hecked was money.
"The assistant''s sry actually depends on the annual bonus. If you perform well. I will give you a great bonus that will at least cover your annual
sry. If you make me very satisfied, you will get even more."
Rejo drooled. Because of her job
in finance, she paid the wages. She
knew that the basic sry and
subsidies for an assistant added up
toa mast $5000 a month. If she got
the belus, even the minimum
amoui nt could cover her sty fo
tbree years. She nodded without
hesitation. "Mr. Nelson, dén''t worry. I
will work hard!"
Lydia would just make things difficult for her, right? Anyway, she was bothered by the director in the finance department every day, so it was no
different.
It was so easy to fool her. Brady looked at Rejo''s happy face and couldn''t help but sigh. He even felt guilty.
After they finished eating, Rejo took the initiative to clean up the dishes. "I''ll do it!"
Brady wanted to say that a cleaningdy would clean it up, but seeing Rejo''s positive attitude, he swallowed his words. He thought it was nice.
They were like an ordinary couple. After eating, the wife cleaned up. It felt warm.
However, before Brady could praise her, he heard the sound of porcin breaking. He looked at the set of blue and white porcin that he liked the
most at his feet and didn’t know what expression to use to face Rejo
Rejo bit her lip in regret and
angrily pped her hand. She had
been spoiledsby Jacquelyn since she
was a child Jacquelyn never NN
allowed Ker to cook, wash dishes, or
do housework, So, although Rejo
was.from an ordinary family she
realy didn''t know how to dethese
things. Just now, she jusi.wanted to
express her gratitude and forgot that
she couldn''t do it. It was better to be
shameless and not do it!
"I''m sorry! Mr. Nelson, where did you buy this set of tableware? I''llpensate you for it!”
"It''s okay. Don''t worry about it. Let the cleaningdy clean it up this afternoon.”
"No, it''s my fault, so I mustpensate you. Mr. Nelson, you''re making me feel guilty!"
"It''s alright. You can''t buy it anyway. It was privately customized and there was only one set."
Brady stared at the porcin under his feet. Maybe it was better off broken
Rejo said nothing and silently picked up the broken pieces and put them in a bag.
She carefully looked at Brady, observing his expression. The more she looked, the more scared she was. Was he angry? He must be angry, or why
would he have no expression on his face? Oh no, on her first day of transfer, she had already offended the big boss. Her luck couldn''t be worse!
Looking at the bag in her hand, she felt that Mr. Nelson really liked this set of porcin!
Brady saw Rejo packing things away and didn''t say anything. He picked up the keys on the table and said, "Let''s go!”
Rejo walked out first, stepping
back a few stéps to watch Brady
lock the door. She was bored, so she
looked agound the hallway which
was quite spacious and didn''t feel
cramped Tut, it was really a —
high-end apartment for the. Fich.
Fyren the hallway was simr to the
housing estate where she lived.
Rejo grumbled in her heart but then noticed a door next to her was opening. Aman came out and she followed the line of his tight suit pants up to
his waist. He had long legs. a sexy waistline, and broad shoulders. He was sexy! She wondered what his face looked like...
Huh, it was someone she knew?
As soon as Rejo met the cold and fierce gaze of his ck eyes, she instinctively felt guilty. No, why should she feel so? She hadn''t done anything
wrong, but she still felt a little scared. She pursed her lips and didn''t dare to look at Jason.
But the next moment, Rejo’s face turned livid as she stared at the woman running out of the open door in revealing sleepwear. She squinted
slightly. The woman seemed familiar. Rejo seemed to have seen her somewhere before.
The woman, who seemed familiar, was clinging tightly to Jason''s arm. "Mr. Sterling, don''t go..."
Her voice was sweet and cloying. Rejo suddenly remembered her. She had heard this voice a few days ago. It was the woman that Jason brought
to the wedding.
Looking at the woman''s dress, Rejo suddenly felt itchy all over, feeling disgusted. What did Jason mean? He had another woman while he was
with her. What a scumbag. Why did he force her to have sex since he had another woman?
"Oh, Jason, you''re here too!” Brady turned around and saw Jason, briefly ncing at the woman clinging to him before looking away. "Since you''re
busy, we won''t disturb you. Joy, let''s go.”
Jason stared at Rejo and Brady, nced at the closed door, and a dangerous glint shed in his eyes. He pushed away the woman clinging to his
arm, took a big step forward, and opened the elevator door that was about to close, squeezing himself between Rejo and Brady, separating the
two.
Rejo stumbled from being pushed by Jason and almost fell, instinctively grabbing the person next to her. The woman in sleepwear also caught up,
looking panicked. "Mr. Sterling...”
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