CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 43: PROUD OF MY CURRENT DESTITUTION AND POVERTY 2_2

"No, I have a friend coming tonight. Her flight’s about to land, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to get off work in time to pick her up."

Chloe asked curiously, "What friend, a boyfriend?"

Lydia laughed, "Since you always say you’re not interested in men, how could it be a boyfriend? It must be that model friend you always mention, right?"

"Yes."

"But we don’t know when General Leonard will arrive, and my legs are so sore," Chloe complained again.

That’s right. Manager Ralph had ordered everyone to stand on either side of the store’s entrance to welcome Roger Leonard. He hadn’t expected this welcome to take a whole day. Even during lunchtime, he didn’t allow them to leave, fearing that Roger Leonard might suddenly arrive.

Lydia said in annoyance, "Chloe, look at the salesgirls around us. They’ve all gone from blooming roses to wilted flowers. As long as we hold out longer than they do, maintaining our elegant and beautiful appearance, I don’t believe General Leonard won’t notice us."

As soon as Lydia finished speaking, a stern, mature female voice interjected, "What are you all whispering about? General Leonard is coming soon. Everyone better be alert."

Seeing that the manager had arrived, they all instantly braced themselves.

Miss Ruth scanned everyone, her gaze finally stopping on Rebecca Quentin. She frowned slightly. "Everyone knows how to dress up properly. Why is your makeup so light?"

For some reason, among all the salesgirls, Miss Ruth’s extra care for Rebecca was quite noticeable.

However, since Miss Ruth was nice to all the salesgirls, no one was deliberately jealous of Rebecca.

Rebecca replied, "This is how I usually do my makeup."

Miss Ruth frowned. "So young, yet you’re like an older woman who doesn’t care about her appearance. How will you get married in the future?"

"Heh."

"I noticed you’ve been checking the time. What’s wrong? Do you have something going on?"

"My friend is coming to see me, but we haven’t finished work yet. I’m afraid I won’t make it to pick her up."

Miss Ruth asked curiously, "Is it the friend you told me about?"

"Yes."

Miss Ruth checked her wristwatch, then suddenly said kindly, "It’s almost time to finish work anyway. You can go. The others wouldn’t leave even if I told them to."

"Really?" Rebecca’s eyes filled with joy.

"Go ahead!"

Just as Rebecca was about to turn and leave, she suddenly remembered something. She came back and said to Miss Ruth, awkwardly and shyly, "Um... Manager, the dress I borrowed from your daughter..."

"I’ve already put it in your personal locker."

Rebecca breathed a sigh of relief, her face breaking into a smile. "Thank you, Manager. Thank you."

Returning to the employee lounge at top speed to change, Rebecca joyfully lowered her head and walked past the other salesgirls.

Suddenly, BANG...

Just as Rebecca was about to step out of the store, having been looking down the whole time, she walked right into a wall of flesh without warning.

"UGH..." Rebecca let out a pained, muffled grunt.

As she was about to look up, she noticed a white shirt and a refined, expensive suit in front of her.

As if realizing something immediately, Rebecca quickly raised her eyes. Sure enough, her gaze met a handsome male face. Almost instantly, Rebecca stepped aside, her head lowered awkwardly as she apologized, "Uh, sorry, General Leonard."

Roger Leonard was always friendly and tolerant towards women, so he didn’t say anything at this moment, just let out a soft "Mmm."

Seeing this, Miss Ruth hurried over, bowed slightly, and said self-reproachfully, "I’m sorry, General Leonard. It’s my fault for not managing my employees well."

"It’s fine..." Roger Leonard turned to Rebecca. "What about you, are you alright?"

Rebecca lifted her head and shook it lightly. "No, I’m fine."

Roger Leonard stared at Rebecca for a few seconds, then strode straight into the store.

Miss Ruth gestured to Rebecca, who immediately left the store as quickly as possible.

As they entered the elevator, Roger Leonard suddenly asked Miss Ruth, who was following behind, "That salesgirl just now, ask her to see me later."

Miss Ruth paused for a second. "Uh, General Leonard, it’s already closing time. She said she had something urgent, so I let her leave first."

Roger Leonard’s brows furrowed slightly as he seemed to fall deep in thought.

Miss Ruth cautiously asked, "General Leonard, was it because she just now..."

Roger Leonard said, "No, I just think she looks familiar." That was why he had looked at her for a few extra seconds earlier.

Miss Ruth suddenly smiled. "General Leonard, it’s normal for you to feel that she looks familiar, because you’ve met her before!"

"I’ve met her?"

How could such an ordinary woman leave an impression on him? He was curious.

Miss Ruth explained, "It was two years ago, when Becca came to our store to apply for a salesgirl position. At that time, I heard she’d applied to many jewelry stores, but they all rejected her. I was going to refuse her too. But that day, just like today, you came to inspect the store. You saw me turning her down, glanced at her resume, and somehow decided to keep her..."

Actually, this was also why Miss Ruth had always been especially nice to Rebecca; after all, any woman who could catch Roger Leonard’s eye was an absolute hidden gem.

"Oh?" Roger Leonard raised an eyebrow in surprise. "What’s her name?"

"Her family name is Qu. She’s called Rebecca Quentin."

"Rebecca Quentin?" Roger Leonard pondered for a moment and then suddenly smiled. "I know why I kept her now."

Miss Ruth was completely bewildered but didn’t dare to ask further.

Rebecca rushed back home at top speed.

She put on her usual exquisite makeup. But when she went to change into the dress Miss Ruth was supposed to have borrowed for her, she unexpectedly found that Miss Ruth had given her a brand new one.

Rebecca knew Miss Ruth’s daughter was a Marketing Director at a luxury brand store, so she had wanted her to lend her a sample dress from a luxury brand. She never imagined Miss Ruth would buy her a brand new one instead.

She felt an indescribable mix of bittersweetness and gratitude, but as time was short, Rebecca hurriedly changed into the dress.

After checking her makeup and hairstyle in the mirror repeatedly to make sure there were no major issues, Rebecca left the room with the second-hand bag she had gotten from a market.

Taking a taxi, Rebecca headed straight to the airport.

Coincidentally, she arrived at the airport just as Isabella Joanna’s flight landed.