Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 390: Private Estate

The place where they stayed was a small farmyard, looking very cozy.

Surrounded by a variety of plants, it seemed like a beautiful garden scenery.

Their change of clothes was already well prepared by the host.

Before sleeping, Nora asked, "Will we go see Ollie tomorrow?"

"If you want, Ollie would certainly welcome us."

In the next two days, they met all the little elephants at the breeding farm, and worked half a day at the farm, planting tomato seeds by hand.

The only regret was that they couldn’t wait for the tomatoes to grow into seedlings.

The days of stolen leisure ended, and life returned to normal.

Peach Bell was placed at the Sinclair Residence, spending her days accompanying Grandma Sinclair, who liked this lively and spirited little girl very much.

Nora knew about this, but never brought it up intentionally, as they say, out of sight, out of mind.

Sinclair Group, President’s Office.

Behind the mahogany desk, Jasper Sinclair stood upright, his bespoke suit perfectly embodying the word ’dignity’. He calmly placed down his phone and faced the screen towards the desk.

A few senior executives at Sinclair Headquarters were sitting scattered on the leather sofas five meters away from him, feeling anxious but not daring to unscrupulously guess his intentions.

They had been sitting here for more than ten minutes, yet still awaited the next instruction from the big boss.

Only Louis Hayes’ expression remained somewhat pleasant.

Finally, in the twentieth minute, Jasper Sinclair rose from his chair, fastened the button of his suit jacket with one hand, and settled into the seat they had left for him.

His gaze swept across each person present, lasting a few fleeting moments before he spoke.

"All of you have strived at Sinclair for decades, reaching your current positions, so surely everyone cherishes the money, benefits, and power that this job brings you."

As his voice fell, several senior executives exchanged glances.

Clearly, it felt like a layoff scenario?

Some had already begun calculating in their minds, wondering how much severance pay they would receive if laid off.

Amidst the silence, a man with a beer belly was the first to speak in agreement: "Building a commercial empire alongside Chairman Sinclair has been an honor for all of us. We are grateful and cherish the opportunity to work with you, President Sinclair."

He was quite skillful with his words, mentioning Chairman Sinclair, who was not Jasper Sinclair, but Grandma Sinclair.

A few flattering words not only affirmed his merits and abilities but also created a sense of closeness.

Furthermore, the implication: Having built this empire with your grandmother, what can her grandson possibly do to me?

Compared to receiving a hefty severance package from layoffs, they preferred to continue sitting in this office building, enjoying the supreme glory brought by the Sinclair label.

This conversation continued until lunchtime.

Jasper Sinclair did not mention any words related to "layoffs", leaving everyone bewildered and unclear about his intentions.

Just as the man with a beer belly thought President Sinclair would invite them to lunch, Jasper Sinclair announced the adjournment.

Louis Hayes escorted the last person out and closed the office door.

The spacious office returned to calm.

When Louis Hayes returned to his original position, he found Jasper Sinclair already seated.

"Anything you’d like to say?" Jasper Sinclair asked.