novelraw Chapter 315: A Surprise for Him
Chapter 315: A Surprise for Him
Rachel Sherman took a sip of milk, "I do." Her eyes revealed a hint of resentment, and her tone was very firm.
When a person truly feels hopeless, they won’t hold back anymore.
Dylan Shaw let her down, and her parents-in-law chilled her heart even further.
Rachel insisted on sending June back to her own family and asked her mother for help to look after her; living at Faye Turner’s wasn’t a long-term solution.
Adrian Lancaster had no choice but to arrange a car for her. After breakfast, the couple watched the car leave from the yard.
Then he headed to the company.
Adrian Lancaster was on the hot search again for what he said to reporters at the company entrance after accompanying Faye Turner for her check-up yesterday.
It really proves the saying: President Lancaster carries his own traffic.
Additionally, photos of the two kissing by the river last night somehow leaked out, causing yet another stir online.
"Is this a new twist every day?"
"Is it staged or real? Hard to believe!"
"Not satisfied with kissing at home, now they’re doing it outside?"
"Probably genuine affection? Doesn’t seem acted."
But no matter how it goes, those waiting for President Lancaster and Mrs. Lancaster to divorce are likely to be disappointed.
A blogger tried to gain attention by posting videos analyzing the stability of wealthy marriages, pointing out the numerous interests involved makes divorce unwise, so they won’t divorce easily.
In short, all kinds of opinions were on the internet, but the people involved ignored them and no longer responded.
As public figures, one needs to be strong at heart.
Recently, Prestige Group announced they were recruiting an ambassador for the "Eternal Glance" jewelry series, and online applications have already begun.
In the splendid CEO office.
"CEO, we’ve already had a sudden influx of a hundred thousand applications for the ambassador position, and the portal has been open for just an hour." Dustin Shepherd reported, frowning, as the matter seemed to be challenging with a massive workload.
Adrian Lancaster sat in his office chair, flipping through the financial report, his eyes deep —
"Close it in half an hour, then use big data to filter from these applicants, retain 30% for the second round, and the final selection of one from ten I’ll attend personally."
"Understood, we’ll aim to complete the second-round selection in three days." Dustin knew choosing an ambassador was about more than looks; it required substance.
This was linked to a company’s corporate culture.
Adrian Lancaster was never fond of working with major celebrities; he didn’t want the audience to experience visual fatigue.
Besides, every celebrity has haters and can easily have their reputation collapse, impacting the product’s appeal in customers’ minds.
Saturday.
Adrian Lancaster was working overtime at the company, concerned over the ambassador selection.
Faye Turner was at home, and after having breakfast together, she sent him off at the yard.
"Bye-bye~" she waved to him.
Adrian Lancaster sat in the back seat, "Bye-bye." His expression was gentle.
Mr. Kerr closed the car door, "Miss Turner, we’re heading off now!" His face wore a kind and happy smile.
"Okay, take care on the road."
Watching Mr. Kerr get into the driver’s seat, she watched the car drive away.
A gentle breeze blew, entering deep autumn, bringing a slight coolness.
"Madam, it’s windy outside, please go in." Miss Lane brought out a coat, caringly draping it over her shoulders, treating her like a daughter.
Faye Turner snapped back to reality, turned and smiled at her, "Thank you, Miss Lane."
"I know what you’re waiting for, don’t worry, Mr. Hughes will be here shortly with the fabric." Miss Lane hugged her shoulder, "Don’t wait in the yard."
Faye Turner walked inside alongside her and turned to ask, "Did you call him?"
"Yes, I called as soon as I woke up, knowing you’re home today and eager for the fabric."
Miss Lane, as a woman, quickly noticed her little thought, "You haven’t been sleeping well lately, staying up late to design suits for your husband, right?"
Faye Turner gave a shy smile, "It’s alright." Then she gently touched her lips with her index finger, "Please keep it a secret."
"Rest assured, I’ll help you keep it under wraps." Miss Lane smiled with curved eyes.
She was as happy as a child, "Mmm-hmm."
If a surprise is disclosed beforehand, it isn’t a surprise anymore.