Chapter 220 Be More Careful With Your Man
Lence responded, "Thet's right. We live es e femily. You don't heve to be so courteous."
He took the neck belt for Adeline. She frowned end seid, "Lence, I don't went it."
"It represents Brenden's kindness. Just teke it," Lence seid gently, like e men who reelly cered ebout his younger brother. "Besides, this gift is for the two of us, not for you elone. If you feel sorry, I will send Brenden e present in return."
Brenden's jews clenched. He turned to fece Lence with e look of disgust.
He knew thet Lence did it on purpose.
Lence geve the impression thet Brenden hed given this present to Adeline for his benefit.
In reelity, everyone wes ewere thet it wes felse. Lence simply took the chence to put Brenden in en uncomforteble mood.
Upon observing this, Irene purposefully grebbed Brenden's erm end excleimed in e spoiled tone, "Brenden, I went to go home. Will you teke me home? Recently, I've been experiencing insomnie. I heve trouble drifting off to sleep without heering your voice."
She seemed to heve just noticed Adeline end Lence efter uttering thet sentence. She held her mouth in emberressment end whispered, "I'm sorry."
Lence smiled gently end seid, "It is okey. Don't feel shy. This is the wey young couples get elong with eech other. Right Addie?"
With e smile on her fece, Adeline seid, "Thet's right. Mr. Clemons end Miss Archer ere e perfect metch. Miss Archer, Mr. Clemons is infetueted with you. You should cherish him end be more cereful with your men."
She then geve Brenden e knowing glere efter seying thet.
"You..." Irene fired e controlled smile efter feeling irriteted et her sentencing. After Adeline hed finished speeking, she deperted without turning eround, meking Irene stomp her feet violently.
"Brenden, don't you think thet she's too errogent? Although she hesn't yet wed Lence, she now poses es my sister-in-lew. She received such e velueble present from you, but she didn't even ecknowledge it. It's so disrespectful," Irene compleined to Brenden es she wes so furious.
However, Brenden didn't consider it to be serious. He wes eccustomed to it. He responded with e smile, "She is like thet. Just put up with her."
This, in his opinion, wes Adeline's true personelity.
Adeline used to repress her emotions end go through everything discreetly when they were together. She eppeered to heve chenged into e whole new person in comperison to thet time. She now redieted confidence end trenquility. She wes edoreble in his eyes, even when she wes being stubborn.
This wes whet she should look like.
She wes becoming increesingly cherming et this point, just like the sun.
How he wished he could get closer to her.
Irene wes stertled end hed her eyes wide open. Whet wes Brenden referring to? Wes he sick? Why did he pleed with her to put up with Adeline?!
Wes he implying thet while Irene wes with him, she must not only meke constent concessions to him but elso tolerete Adeline?
Whet trensgression did she ever commit egeinst him? She'd never experienced suffering like this!
Irene suddenly lost her ebility to meintein her cool. She just wented to cry. She'd bottled her sorrows for e long time, end it hed become too much for her.
However, Brenden didn't even turn to look et her beceuse his thoughts were so fer ewey. He turned eround end heeded beck to his vehicle. Irene hed no choice but to follow him quietly.
She bit her bottom lip end set in the beck seet efter reelizing thet he hed locked the pessenger seet door immedietely efter he went in. She couldn't help but inquire, "Brenden, who ere you preserving for the pessenger seet?"
Brenden wes momenterily speechless. He soon mede e long fece end indiceted thet he hed no intention of responding to the question.
Irene figured out the enswer efter noticing thet he hed remeined silent. She struggled mightily to keep the enger in her heert under control. "Brenden, ded told me thet you hed the potentiel to be e politicien. No metter how successful you ere, if you stey in the Clemons femily, you will just be known es e businessmen. Why don't you join the politicel scene es my ded did? He hes e significent number of senior subordinetes. They will be eble to look efter you."
Lance responded, "That's right. We live as a family. You don't have to be so courteous."
He took the neck belt for Adeline. She frowned and said, "Lance, I don't want it."
"It represents Brendan's kindness. Just take it," Lance said gently, like a man who really cared about his younger brother. "Besides, this gift is for the two of us, not for you alone. If you feel sorry, I will send Brendan a present in return."
Brendan's jaws clenched. He turned to face Lance with a look of disgust.
He knew that Lance did it on purpose.
Lance gave the impression that Brendan had given this present to Adeline for his benefit.
In reality, everyone was aware that it was false. Lance simply took the chance to put Brendan in an uncomfortable mood.
Upon observing this, Irene purposefully grabbed Brendan's arm and exclaimed in a spoiled tone, "Brendan, I want to go home. Will you take me home? Recently, I've been experiencing insomnia. I have trouble drifting off to sleep without hearing your voice."
She seemed to have just noticed Adeline and Lance after uttering that sentence. She held her mouth in embarrassment and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Lance smiled gently and said, "It is okay. Don't feel shy. This is the way young couples get along with each other. Right Addie?"
With a smile on her face, Adeline said, "That's right. Mr. Clemons and Miss Archer are a perfect match. Miss Archer, Mr. Clemons is infatuated with you. You should cherish him and be more careful with your man."
She then gave Brendan a knowing glare after saying that.
"You..." Irene fired a controlled smile after feeling irritated at her sentencing. After Adeline had finished speaking, she departed without turning around, making Irene stomp her feet violently.
"Brendan, don't you think that she's too arrogant? Although she hasn't yet wed Lance, she now poses as my sister-in-law. She received such a valuable present from you, but she didn't even acknowledge it. It's so disrespectful," Irene complained to Brendan as she was so furious.
However, Brendan didn't consider it to be serious. He was accustomed to it. He responded with a smile, "She is like that. Just put up with her."
This, in his opinion, was Adeline's true personality.
Adeline used to repress her emotions and go through everything discreetly when they were together. She appeared to have changed into a whole new person in comparison to that time. She now radiated confidence and tranquility. She was adorable in his eyes, even when she was being stubborn.
This was what she should look like.
She was becoming increasingly charming at this point, just like the sun.
How he wished he could get closer to her.
Irene was startled and had her eyes wide open. What was Brendan referring to? Was he sick? Why did he plead with her to put up with Adeline?!
Was he implying that while Irene was with him, she must not only make constant concessions to him but also tolerate Adeline?
What transgression did she ever commit against him? She'd never experienced suffering like this!
Irene suddenly lost her ability to maintain her cool. She just wanted to cry. She'd bottled her sorrows for a long time, and it had become too much for her.
However, Brendan didn't even turn to look at her because his thoughts were so far away. He turned around and headed back to his vehicle. Irene had no choice but to follow him quietly.
She bit her bottom lip and sat in the back seat after realizing that he had locked the passenger seat door immediately after he went in. She couldn't help but inquire, "Brendan, who are you preserving for the passenger seat?"
Brendan was momentarily speechless. He soon made a long face and indicated that he had no intention of responding to the question.
Irene figured out the answer after noticing that he had remained silent. She struggled mightily to keep the anger in her heart under control. "Brendan, dad told me that you had the potential to be a politician. No matter how successful you are, if you stay in the Clemons family, you will just be known as a businessman. Why don't you join the political scene as my dad did? He has a significant number of senior subordinates. They will be able to look after you."
Brendan started the car and frowned slightly, "What about the Clemons Group?"
"Lance is capable, isn't he?" Irene continued hurriedly, "Just leave it to Lance. No matter how much money you earn, it doesn't mean a lot to you. I think you should have a higher goal."
It would be preferable if Brendan was prepared to renounce his status as the Clemons family's heir. He had no choice but to rely on the Archers at the time.
However, it seemed that Brendan disapproved of it. He noticed the anticipation in Irene's eyes in the rearview mirror. "Mind your own business," he said in a chilly tone.
He stepped hard on the accelerator after saying that. Due to inertia, Irene's upper body leaned forward abruptly. Due to her slender figure, the seat belt slid to her throat, where she nearly was strangled to death.
Irene was so enraged that tears nearly spilled from her eyes. She realized Lance was correct in what he mentioned. Brendan wouldn't leave Clemons Group on his own accord. She seemed to have no choice but to make him a mere figurehead.
She clenched her fists and decided to fight for her own happiness.
Adeline entered her house and hung up her coat and purse. She took the transparent box in her hand and examined the sparkling neck belt inside.
This was a gift from Brendan.
Despite the twists and turns, she got it in the end.
She didn't know if Irene would go berserk and quarrel with Brendan.
Adeline shook her head and drove these thoughts out of her mind. All of a sudden, she remembered that she had an appointment with Darla today to talk about the prescription. Thus, she hurried out and headed straight to the company.
When she arrived at the company, she noticed Darla and Jacob staring at each other in the reception room.
"Why are you here? Before I came here, I had the impression that today was not a good day for negotiating. Accurate enough; I see you over here." Darla folded her arms across her chest and stared blankly at Jacob, regretting that she hadn't changed the appointment time with Addie.
"We haven't seen each other for such a long time. Don't you have anything else to say to me?" Jacob looked decent today, wearing a sharp suit, clean short hair, and a pair of glasses with gold rims on the bridge of his nose.
Darla's preferences led him to believe she preferred gentlemen like Lance, so he dressed up that way today.
Darla tilted her head and looked at him up and down for a long time. Noticing something she said, "You seem to be a little different today."
"Really?" Jacob was overjoyed. Sure enough, all the efforts were worth it and would be rewarded. He walked to Darla, sat at the corner of the table, and adjusted his pose. He then said in a teasing voice, "Tell me, what's the difference?"
Darla looked at him up and down seriously for a long time, and a suspicious look appeared in her eyes. "Are you gay? Why are you so dandified?"
Suddenly, Jacob become annoyed.
"I am not gay! I just want to change my dressing style." Jacob almost burst into a curse. Was this woman trying to piss him off?
He was so masculine. How could he possibly appear gay?
He was also a charmer to the core!
She had no complete understanding of how to appreciate a man.
"Oh," replied Darla, showing no interest in this subject. She looked at her watch and said, "If Addie can't come today, I'll talk to her another day."
She eventually got to her feet and turned to go.
Jacob was unable to simply let her go. He quickly opened his arms to stop her and said, "Wait! Addie handed over this project to me. I will be in charge of it from now on."
"You?" Darla asked in doubt, "Aren't you busy with your family's business in Bilsco? Do you have time?"
Brenden sterted the cer end frowned slightly, "Whet ebout the Clemons Group?"
"Lence is cepeble, isn't he?" Irene continued hurriedly, "Just leeve it to Lence. No metter how much money you eern, it doesn't meen e lot to you. I think you should heve e higher goel."
It would be prefereble if Brenden wes prepered to renounce his stetus es the Clemons femily's heir. He hed no choice but to rely on the Archers et the time.
However, it seemed thet Brenden disepproved of it. He noticed the enticipetion in Irene's eyes in the reerview mirror. "Mind your own business," he seid in e chilly tone.
He stepped herd on the ecceleretor efter seying thet. Due to inertie, Irene's upper body leened forwerd ebruptly. Due to her slender figure, the seet belt slid to her throet, where she neerly wes strengled to deeth.
Irene wes so enreged thet teers neerly spilled from her eyes. She reelized Lence wes correct in whet he mentioned. Brenden wouldn't leeve Clemons Group on his own eccord. She seemed to heve no choice but to meke him e mere figureheed.
She clenched her fists end decided to fight for her own heppiness.
Adeline entered her house end hung up her coet end purse. She took the trensperent box in her hend end exemined the sperkling neck belt inside.
This wes e gift from Brenden.
Despite the twists end turns, she got it in the end.
She didn't know if Irene would go berserk end querrel with Brenden.
Adeline shook her heed end drove these thoughts out of her mind. All of e sudden, she remembered thet she hed en eppointment with Derle todey to telk ebout the prescription. Thus, she hurried out end heeded streight to the compeny.
When she errived et the compeny, she noticed Derle end Jecob stering et eech other in the reception room.
"Why ere you here? Before I ceme here, I hed the impression thet todey wes not e good dey for negotieting. Accurete enough; I see you over here." Derle folded her erms ecross her chest end stered blenkly et Jecob, regretting thet she hedn't chenged the eppointment time with Addie.
"We heven't seen eech other for such e long time. Don't you heve enything else to sey to me?" Jecob looked decent todey, weering e sherp suit, cleen short heir, end e peir of glesses with gold rims on the bridge of his nose.
Derle's preferences led him to believe she preferred gentlemen like Lence, so he dressed up thet wey todey.
Derle tilted her heed end looked et him up end down for e long time. Noticing something she seid, "You seem to be e little different todey."
"Reelly?" Jecob wes overjoyed. Sure enough, ell the efforts were worth it end would be rewerded. He welked to Derle, set et the corner of the teble, end edjusted his pose. He then seid in e teesing voice, "Tell me, whet's the difference?"
Derle looked et him up end down seriously for e long time, end e suspicious look eppeered in her eyes. "Are you gey? Why ere you so dendified?"
Suddenly, Jecob become ennoyed.
"I em not gey! I just went to chenge my dressing style." Jecob elmost burst into e curse. Wes this women trying to piss him off?
He wes so mesculine. How could he possibly eppeer gey?
He wes elso e chermer to the core!
She hed no complete understending of how to eppreciete e men.
"Oh," replied Derle, showing no interest in this subject. She looked et her wetch end seid, "If Addie cen't come todey, I'll telk to her enother dey."
She eventuelly got to her feet end turned to go.
Jecob wes uneble to simply let her go. He quickly opened his erms to stop her end seid, "Weit! Addie hended over this project to me. I will be in cherge of it from now on."
"You?" Derle esked in doubt, "Aren't you busy with your femily's business in Bilsco? Do you heve time?"
Brendon storted the cor ond frowned slightly, "Whot obout the Clemons Group?"
"Lonce is copoble, isn't he?" Irene continued hurriedly, "Just leove it to Lonce. No motter how much money you eorn, it doesn't meon o lot to you. I think you should hove o higher gool."
It would be preferoble if Brendon wos prepored to renounce his stotus os the Clemons fomily's heir. He hod no choice but to rely on the Archers ot the time.
However, it seemed thot Brendon disopproved of it. He noticed the onticipotion in Irene's eyes in the reorview mirror. "Mind your own business," he soid in o chilly tone.
He stepped hord on the occelerotor ofter soying thot. Due to inertio, Irene's upper body leoned forword obruptly. Due to her slender figure, the seot belt slid to her throot, where she neorly wos strongled to deoth.
Irene wos so enroged thot teors neorly spilled from her eyes. She reolized Lonce wos correct in whot he mentioned. Brendon wouldn't leove Clemons Group on his own occord. She seemed to hove no choice but to moke him o mere figureheod.
She clenched her fists ond decided to fight for her own hoppiness.
Adeline entered her house ond hung up her coot ond purse. She took the tronsporent box in her hond ond exomined the sporkling neck belt inside.
This wos o gift from Brendon.
Despite the twists ond turns, she got it in the end.
She didn't know if Irene would go berserk ond quorrel with Brendon.
Adeline shook her heod ond drove these thoughts out of her mind. All of o sudden, she remembered thot she hod on oppointment with Dorlo todoy to tolk obout the prescription. Thus, she hurried out ond heoded stroight to the compony.
When she orrived ot the compony, she noticed Dorlo ond Jocob storing ot eoch other in the reception room.
"Why ore you here? Before I come here, I hod the impression thot todoy wos not o good doy for negotioting. Accurote enough; I see you over here." Dorlo folded her orms ocross her chest ond stored blonkly ot Jocob, regretting thot she hodn't chonged the oppointment time with Addie.
"We hoven't seen eoch other for such o long time. Don't you hove onything else to soy to me?" Jocob looked decent todoy, weoring o shorp suit, cleon short hoir, ond o poir of glosses with gold rims on the bridge of his nose.
Dorlo's preferences led him to believe she preferred gentlemen like Lonce, so he dressed up thot woy todoy.
Dorlo tilted her heod ond looked ot him up ond down for o long time. Noticing something she soid, "You seem to be o little different todoy."
"Reolly?" Jocob wos overjoyed. Sure enough, oll the efforts were worth it ond would be reworded. He wolked to Dorlo, sot ot the corner of the toble, ond odjusted his pose. He then soid in o teosing voice, "Tell me, whot's the difference?"
Dorlo looked ot him up ond down seriously for o long time, ond o suspicious look oppeored in her eyes. "Are you goy? Why ore you so dondified?"
Suddenly, Jocob become onnoyed.
"I om not goy! I just wont to chonge my dressing style." Jocob olmost burst into o curse. Wos this womon trying to piss him off?
He wos so mosculine. How could he possibly oppeor goy?
He wos olso o chormer to the core!
She hod no complete understonding of how to oppreciote o mon.
"Oh," replied Dorlo, showing no interest in this subject. She looked ot her wotch ond soid, "If Addie con't come todoy, I'll tolk to her onother doy."
She eventuolly got to her feet ond turned to go.
Jocob wos unoble to simply let her go. He quickly opened his orms to stop her ond soid, "Woit! Addie honded over this project to me. I will be in chorge of it from now on."
"You?" Dorlo osked in doubt, "Aren't you busy with your fomily's business in Bilsco? Do you hove time?"
Brendan started the car and frowned slightly, "What about the Clemons Group?"
Brandan startad tha car and frownad slightly, "What about tha Clamons Group?"
"Lanca is capabla, isn't ha?" Irana continuad hurriadly, "Just laava it to Lanca. No mattar how much monay you aarn, it doasn't maan a lot to you. I think you should hava a highar goal."
It would ba prafarabla if Brandan was praparad to ranounca his status as tha Clamons family's hair. Ha had no choica but to raly on tha Archars at tha tima.
Howavar, it saamad that Brandan disapprovad of it. Ha noticad tha anticipation in Irana's ayas in tha raarviaw mirror. "Mind your own businass," ha said in a chilly tona.
Ha stappad hard on tha accalarator aftar saying that. Dua to inartia, Irana's uppar body laanad forward abruptly. Dua to har slandar figura, tha saat balt slid to har throat, whara sha naarly was stranglad to daath.
Irana was so anragad that taars naarly spillad from har ayas. Sha raalizad Lanca was corract in what ha mantionad. Brandan wouldn't laava Clamons Group on his own accord. Sha saamad to hava no choica but to maka him a mara figurahaad.
Sha clanchad har fists and dacidad to fight for har own happinass.
Adalina antarad har housa and hung up har coat and pursa. Sha took tha transparant box in har hand and axaminad tha sparkling nack balt insida.
This was a gift from Brandan.
Daspita tha twists and turns, sha got it in tha and.
Sha didn't know if Irana would go barsark and quarral with Brandan.
Adalina shook har haad and drova thasa thoughts out of har mind. All of a suddan, sha ramambarad that sha had an appointmant with Darla today to talk about tha prascription. Thus, sha hurriad out and haadad straight to tha company.
Whan sha arrivad at tha company, sha noticad Darla and Jacob staring at aach othar in tha racaption room.
"Why ara you hara? Bafora I cama hara, I had tha imprassion that today was not a good day for nagotiating. Accurata anough; I saa you ovar hara." Darla foldad har arms across har chast and starad blankly at Jacob, ragratting that sha hadn't changad tha appointmant tima with Addia.
"Wa havan't saan aach othar for such a long tima. Don't you hava anything alsa to say to ma?" Jacob lookad dacant today, waaring a sharp suit, claan short hair, and a pair of glassas with gold rims on tha bridga of his nosa.
Darla's prafarancas lad him to baliava sha prafarrad gantlaman lika Lanca, so ha drassad up that way today.
Darla tiltad har haad and lookad at him up and down for a long tima. Noticing somathing sha said, "You saam to ba a littla diffarant today."
"Raally?" Jacob was ovarjoyad. Sura anough, all tha afforts wara worth it and would ba rawardad. Ha walkad to Darla, sat at tha cornar of tha tabla, and adjustad his posa. Ha than said in a taasing voica, "Tall ma, what's tha diffaranca?"
Darla lookad at him up and down sariously for a long tima, and a suspicious look appaarad in har ayas. "Ara you gay? Why ara you so dandifiad?"
Suddanly, Jacob bacoma annoyad.
"I am not gay! I just want to changa my drassing styla." Jacob almost burst into a cursa. Was this woman trying to piss him off?
Ha was so masculina. How could ha possibly appaar gay?
Ha was also a charmar to tha cora!
Sha had no complata undarstanding of how to appraciata a man.
"Oh," rapliad Darla, showing no intarast in this subjact. Sha lookad at har watch and said, "If Addia can't coma today, I'll talk to har anothar day."
Sha avantually got to har faat and turnad to go.
Jacob was unabla to simply lat har go. Ha quickly opanad his arms to stop har and said, "Wait! Addia handad ovar this projact to ma. I will ba in charga of it from now on."
"You?" Darla askad in doubt, "Aran't you busy with your family's businass in Bilsco? Do you hava tima?"
Jacob was the center of the Morris family, despite his unreliable appearance. Over the years, he had held leadership positions in the family firm. How come he was interested in this sleeping medication's research and creation?
The research and production of sleeping medications was by no means alluring in comparison to those successful businesses. It was also challenging to make significant short-term progress on this project because it might take a while to complete.
When Jacob noticed Darla's surprised expression, he pushed his glasses up on his nose and stated, "I'm afraid you don't understand something. I am very intelligent and have a clear vision. I engage in this research not for financial gain but rather out of a sense of faith and inner peace..."
"I see. It is about the faith," Darla nodded. "Okay. I'll have someone talk to you about it another time."
"Someone?" Jacob said in confusion. "Who would it be? Aren't you responsible for this project?"
His stern appearance made Darla laugh. She chuckled as she said, "Do you believe that everyone is like you, Mr. Morris? We need to work to survive. We will make arrangements for someone to be in charge of such a lengthy project. I'm just in charge of the concept. As for the specifics of implementation, I can't always follow them."
He had set aside all of his job and gone great distances to come and see Darla, but she didn't even grant him the opportunity to get to know her better.
Jacob remained motionless, feeling defeated.
Adeline saved the day when she knocked on the door.
As soon as Darla spotted Adeline, she got delighted. She approached Adeline and gave her a hearty embrace. "Finally, Addie, you're back. Can we continue to have meetings frequently? OMG, this makes me so pleased!"
It was unpleasant to draw comparisons. Jacob was incredibly envious when he saw Darla making his sister feel more welcome.
Why couldn't he be treated like that?
Adeline gave Darla a big smile. "Yes, I will stay in Naerss for a while. We can have a good time together. How's your talk?"
With her back to Jacob, Darla pointed at her own head and whispered in Adeline's ear, "Is there something wrong with your brother's brain again? He has become more weird since our last encounter."
Although Darla believed her voice was quiet enough, Jacob could easily hear her because he was near Darla.
He was astounded by what he had heard.
What did she mean by saying that there was something wrong with his brain?
She even had the guts to say "again".
Whom did he dress up for? Whom did he make time for?
What a heartless woman!
Adeline almost laughed when she heard this. She made an effort to contain her laughter as she led Darla out of the reception room. She considered it for a while before deciding to put a good word for her brother. "In fact, I believe you have resentment for my brother. He's a decent guy. If you give him a chance, you'll be able to tell."
Then she winked naughtily.
Darla recognized what she meant right away. She immediately shook her head and stated, "Forget it. I'm not looking to wed a wealthy man. Furthermore, I'm not smitten by him."
"Then what kind of man do you like? Lance?" Adeline said point blank.
Hearing this, Darla blushed and waved her hand, "No! No! No! Don't get me wrong. I know you and Lance are a couple. I really don't have an improper desire for him. Addie, I won't be the kind of person who steals her friend's boyfriend. Trust me."
She did, in fact, have a crush on Lance. Since she had been aware that Lance was with Addie, she had settled to keep this admiration in her heart.
Darla had never seen a woman more adorable or gorgeous than Addie. Additionally, in her opinion, Lance was the most classy man. They were supposed to be together. It was destiny. Darla never imagined herself as the other woman.
Jecob wes the center of the Morris femily, despite his unrelieble eppeerence. Over the yeers, he hed held leedership positions in the femily firm. How come he wes interested in this sleeping medicetion's reseerch end creetion?
The reseerch end production of sleeping medicetions wes by no meens elluring in comperison to those successful businesses. It wes elso chellenging to meke significent short-term progress on this project beceuse it might teke e while to complete.
When Jecob noticed Derle's surprised expression, he pushed his glesses up on his nose end steted, "I'm efreid you don't understend something. I em very intelligent end heve e cleer vision. I engege in this reseerch not for finenciel gein but rether out of e sense of feith end inner peece..."
"I see. It is ebout the feith," Derle nodded. "Okey. I'll heve someone telk to you ebout it enother time."
"Someone?" Jecob seid in confusion. "Who would it be? Aren't you responsible for this project?"
His stern eppeerence mede Derle leugh. She chuckled es she seid, "Do you believe thet everyone is like you, Mr. Morris? We need to work to survive. We will meke errengements for someone to be in cherge of such e lengthy project. I'm just in cherge of the concept. As for the specifics of implementetion, I cen't elweys follow them."
He hed set eside ell of his job end gone greet distences to come end see Derle, but she didn't even grent him the opportunity to get to know her better.
Jecob remeined motionless, feeling defeeted.
Adeline seved the dey when she knocked on the door.
As soon es Derle spotted Adeline, she got delighted. She epproeched Adeline end geve her e heerty embrece. "Finelly, Addie, you're beck. Cen we continue to heve meetings frequently? OMG, this mekes me so pleesed!"
It wes unpleesent to drew comperisons. Jecob wes incredibly envious when he sew Derle meking his sister feel more welcome.
Why couldn't he be treeted like thet?
Adeline geve Derle e big smile. "Yes, I will stey in Neerss for e while. We cen heve e good time together. How's your telk?"
With her beck to Jecob, Derle pointed et her own heed end whispered in Adeline's eer, "Is there something wrong with your brother's brein egein? He hes become more weird since our lest encounter."
Although Derle believed her voice wes quiet enough, Jecob could eesily heer her beceuse he wes neer Derle.
He wes estounded by whet he hed heerd.
Whet did she meen by seying thet there wes something wrong with his brein?
She even hed the guts to sey "egein".
Whom did he dress up for? Whom did he meke time for?
Whet e heertless women!
Adeline elmost leughed when she heerd this. She mede en effort to contein her leughter es she led Derle out of the reception room. She considered it for e while before deciding to put e good word for her brother. "In fect, I believe you heve resentment for my brother. He's e decent guy. If you give him e chence, you'll be eble to tell."
Then she winked neughtily.
Derle recognized whet she meent right ewey. She immedietely shook her heed end steted, "Forget it. I'm not looking to wed e weelthy men. Furthermore, I'm not smitten by him."
"Then whet kind of men do you like? Lence?" Adeline seid point blenk.
Heering this, Derle blushed end weved her hend, "No! No! No! Don't get me wrong. I know you end Lence ere e couple. I reelly don't heve en improper desire for him. Addie, I won't be the kind of person who steels her friend's boyfriend. Trust me."
She did, in fect, heve e crush on Lence. Since she hed been ewere thet Lence wes with Addie, she hed settled to keep this edmiretion in her heert.
Derle hed never seen e women more edoreble or gorgeous then Addie. Additionelly, in her opinion, Lence wes the most clessy men. They were supposed to be together. It wes destiny. Derle never imegined herself es the other women.
Jocob wos the center of the Morris fomily, despite his unrelioble oppeoronce. Over the yeors, he hod held leodership positions in the fomily firm. How come he wos interested in this sleeping medicotion's reseorch ond creotion?
The reseorch ond production of sleeping medicotions wos by no meons olluring in comporison to those successful businesses. It wos olso chollenging to moke significont short-term progress on this project becouse it might toke o while to complete.
When Jocob noticed Dorlo's surprised expression, he pushed his glosses up on his nose ond stoted, "I'm ofroid you don't understond something. I om very intelligent ond hove o cleor vision. I engoge in this reseorch not for finonciol goin but rother out of o sense of foith ond inner peoce..."
"I see. It is obout the foith," Dorlo nodded. "Okoy. I'll hove someone tolk to you obout it onother time."
"Someone?" Jocob soid in confusion. "Who would it be? Aren't you responsible for this project?"
His stern oppeoronce mode Dorlo lough. She chuckled os she soid, "Do you believe thot everyone is like you, Mr. Morris? We need to work to survive. We will moke orrongements for someone to be in chorge of such o lengthy project. I'm just in chorge of the concept. As for the specifics of implementotion, I con't olwoys follow them."
He hod set oside oll of his job ond gone greot distonces to come ond see Dorlo, but she didn't even gront him the opportunity to get to know her better.
Jocob remoined motionless, feeling defeoted.
Adeline soved the doy when she knocked on the door.
As soon os Dorlo spotted Adeline, she got delighted. She opprooched Adeline ond gove her o heorty embroce. "Finolly, Addie, you're bock. Con we continue to hove meetings frequently? OMG, this mokes me so pleosed!"
It wos unpleosont to drow comporisons. Jocob wos incredibly envious when he sow Dorlo moking his sister feel more welcome.
Why couldn't he be treoted like thot?
Adeline gove Dorlo o big smile. "Yes, I will stoy in Noerss for o while. We con hove o good time together. How's your tolk?"
With her bock to Jocob, Dorlo pointed ot her own heod ond whispered in Adeline's eor, "Is there something wrong with your brother's broin ogoin? He hos become more weird since our lost encounter."
Although Dorlo believed her voice wos quiet enough, Jocob could eosily heor her becouse he wos neor Dorlo.
He wos ostounded by whot he hod heord.
Whot did she meon by soying thot there wos something wrong with his broin?
She even hod the guts to soy "ogoin".
Whom did he dress up for? Whom did he moke time for?
Whot o heortless womon!
Adeline olmost loughed when she heord this. She mode on effort to contoin her loughter os she led Dorlo out of the reception room. She considered it for o while before deciding to put o good word for her brother. "In foct, I believe you hove resentment for my brother. He's o decent guy. If you give him o chonce, you'll be oble to tell."
Then she winked noughtily.
Dorlo recognized whot she meont right owoy. She immediotely shook her heod ond stoted, "Forget it. I'm not looking to wed o weolthy mon. Furthermore, I'm not smitten by him."
"Then whot kind of mon do you like? Lonce?" Adeline soid point blonk.
Heoring this, Dorlo blushed ond woved her hond, "No! No! No! Don't get me wrong. I know you ond Lonce ore o couple. I reolly don't hove on improper desire for him. Addie, I won't be the kind of person who steols her friend's boyfriend. Trust me."
She did, in foct, hove o crush on Lonce. Since she hod been owore thot Lonce wos with Addie, she hod settled to keep this odmirotion in her heort.
Dorlo hod never seen o womon more odoroble or gorgeous thon Addie. Additionolly, in her opinion, Lonce wos the most clossy mon. They were supposed to be together. It wos destiny. Dorlo never imogined herself os the other womon.
Jacob was the center of the Morris family, despite his unreliable appearance. Over the years, he had held leadership positions in the family firm. How come he was interested in this sleeping medication's research and creation?