NovelApp"You're really good at laying it on thick!" Hans said for the umpteenth time today.
"No, that ain't flattery, mate. | genuinely think you're rad." Molly was saying that when someone passed by. She stopped talking and escorted Hans to the company's entrance, expressing deep gratitude towards him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce Hans was gone, Molly called Arabella.
"Bella, I've got a shindig tonight. You reckon this dress suits the occasion?" "What kind of party?" Not knowing what the occasion was, she wasn't sure if the dress would be appropriate.
Molly explained, "My grandpa set it up before he passed. Whenever there's a new management team, the old board members and shareholders throw a welcome bash." Getting the picture, Arabella said promptly, "In that case, the dress is spot on." "Bella, | got to thank you," Molly couldn't resist saying. "If it wasn't for you, Hans wouldn't have brought me back home, wouldn't have stood up for me when those old farts on the board gave me a hard time. And he's even willing to attend tonight's party. You don't know how much that means. It's basically a chance for the new CEO to show off their connections." This was really surprising.
Thank goodness Hans agreed to go. Otherwise, she would be looked down on by those old geezers again.
After hearing her out, Arabella replied gently, "I'l have Jaime represent QY tonight. I've got some stuff to take care of." Molly exclaimed, "What? No, | mean." "I know," Arabella chuckled, "he'll discuss a possible collaboration with you." Another collaboration? Molly was at a loss for words, then filled with gratitude, "Bella, how is your family so nice. Hans also wants to collaborate. | know my own capabilities. Our small company doesn't have much to offer you guys." It must be because of their friendship that Hans and Bella were willing to help her.
"You earned your third place. That's a great achievement," Arabella replied with a smile. "Anyway, I've got things to do. If you need help tonight, just turn to Hans." Molly responded, "Alright." After hanging up, Arabella turned to the man beside her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven though she and Romeo had safely returned, some forces had infiltrated Solterra, searching for her whereabouts.
She didn't want to put Molly in danger.
So she couldn't show up tonight.
At eight o'clock that evening.
The celebration was held on the top floor of the Summerfield Hotel.
Many shareholders and board members arrived early, eager to see Molly squirm.
They gossiped, "The girl's just too immature, has no respect for time. Look at all these board members and shareholders waiting for her. She thinks she's something else now that she's CEO." "Exactly, youngsters these days just don't get it. No matter how high and mighty she is, without anyone backing her, where's the dignity?" "Look at the night view of Summerfield, and it's gorgeous. Only those at the top can appreciate this unique beauty.” Just then, someone announced, "President Molly is here." Everyone turned to look at her. Molly was wearing a color-blocked strapless dress. One side was an extreme black, giving a relaxed vibe, and the other was peach-pink, giving a girly charm. The clash of the two styles was stunning.
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