novelxo Chapter 861
That evening, Rebecca White was over the moon when she received the call she'd been eagerly waiting for-the design firm she'd interviewed with last week was offering her a position. She had made it!
Bright and early the next day, Rebecca, full of excitement, made her way to the design firm, ready to start a new chapter in her life. The firm had the contract prepared for her. "Take a look, and if everything seems fine, you can make it official with your signature," they told her.
"Sure, thank you," Rebecca replied, her voice steady yet filled with barely contained joy. After carefully reviewing the contract, she said, "Everything looks good... However, I'll need a little time before I can start. I have to properly hand over my responsibilities at the supermarket. I can't just leave them in the lurch."
"That's completely fine. Just let us know when you're ready to come aboard," they reassured her.
"Thank you so much!" Rebecca beamed. Leaving the design firm, she couldn't help but walk with a spring in her step. This firm was renowned in the industry! When Rebecca first graduated, she had tried her luck by sending them her resume. Back then, without any significant experience to her name, she didn't even make it past the initial screening. Fortunately, her perseverance and the experience she'd gathered since then had paid off.
She knew that even with her foot in the door, she'd likely start with the basics. But that was fine by her. After all, a prestigious company like this offered vast opportunities for growth. For Rebecca, this was nothing short of a dream come true! Meanwhile, not too far away, a sleek black Porsche Cayenne was parked at the corner of the street. Sawyer hung up his phone and turned to Mr. Francis, "Rebecca White has signed the contract, sir."
"Good," Mr. Francis nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Rebecca's retreating figure, filled with a complex mix of emotions. Sawyer, noticing Mr. Francis's unwavering attention on Rebecca, ventured, "Shall we go after her, sir?"
Mr. Francis had gone to great lengths to secure this opportunity for Rebecca, a gesture of goodwill he believed she deserved to know about. "No," Mr. Francis sighed, his eyes softening, "Let it be. She doesn't need to know."
His intention wasn't to seek
recognition or gratitude. He simply
wanted her to have a better life, especially since she was James's mother. As for their personal matters, Mr. Francis had made his feelings known, but Rebecca had made it clear she wasn't interested. If she wasn't willing, he had no desire to impose. "Let her be," he decided, ready to respect her wishes. Romance, after all, required mutual feelings.
By the time Mr. Francis's gaze returned to the street, Rebecca had disappeared into the subway entrance. "Drive," he instructed, ready to meet up with Gilbert
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He had recently returned from an overseas trip only to find his brother had been in an accident, and his
niece, Jenna, had undergone
surgery. They decided to meet
Crimson Table, a place known for its cozy ambiance and exquisite cuisine.
Upon arrival, Gilbert was already there, greeting him with a warm smile. "Hey, big bro."
Francis nodded, a touch of hesitation in his voice, "Still calling me big bro?"
Gilbert, now known as Mr. Nine in certain circles, raised an eyebrow, "What, you're not going to acknowledge me as your brother anymore?" "Never," Francis shook his head, his voice firm. "My word is my bond."
"Then that settles it. You're always going to be my big brother, no matter what," Gilbert declared, the bond between them unmistakable.
As they took their seats, Francis couldn't help but ask, "How are things with the Harrisons? Need any help navigating those waters?"
Despite Gilbert being welcomed back into the fold by Naylor Harrison, Francis knew all too well the complexities and internal rivalries of the Harrison family.