CHAPTER 94: CHAPTER 57: AN UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER WITH HIM (PART 2)

Rebecca Quentin expressed freely, "Alright, Aunt Clare, let’s not talk about it anymore, let the past be the past! Look at me, now I can see him and come back with a smile, which means the past is nothing to me. If I ever come crying to you, that’s when you really should worry about me..."

"Silly girl, what are you saying..."

After taking a bath, Rebecca Quentin cuddled a pillow and leaned against the headboard.

She originally could sleep, but tonight’s conversation with Aunt Clare made her recall many things.

Of course, she wasn’t thinking about him but about herself.

She truly felt useless; if she had trained her willpower to be stronger in the past four years, she wouldn’t have immaturely gone to see him after hearing those words from the private investigator...

If she hadn’t gone to see him, she wouldn’t have impulsively gone to America with Mrs. Geoffrey, and Aunt Clare wouldn’t have misunderstood today, thinking she always wanted to be with him.

She admitted this immaturity was because four years later she still hadn’t let go, like a heart already broken, yet still holding a trembling glimmer of hope within. But actually, since knowing him, being with him was never really a thought she’d had, even if going to America with Mrs. Geoffrey was just seeking an answer. Without an answer, she would cling to him and ultimately go to hell together with him...

However, she finally found the answer, he wasn’t the planner of the entire affair, he didn’t even participate, he just chose to ignore...

Since the answer is "ignore," what is there to resent, what is there to blame?

He never cared about her in the first place, let alone that the person who messed with her was his fiancée. Even if she has to endure a lifetime of torment because of it, what does it matter to him?

So she figured it out...

Since there was no intersection, they might as well be strangers, henceforth he goes his way and she goes hers.

Tonight, she certainly knew he might appear, her instinctive reaction was to evade, but then she thought, since they are strangers now, why should she escape?

Arriving at the party, she thought she was impervious to anything, but she didn’t expect some lingering feelings to still cause her trouble, making her make mistakes and lose composure...

Thankfully, she ultimately managed not to embarrass herself in front of him, which also proves that forgetting this person is never going to be a difficulty in her life.

After thinking all of these through, Rebecca Quentin finally lay down peacefully, insomnia symptoms disappeared, and she quickly drifted off to sleep.

The next day.

Rebecca Quentin was lying in bed leisurely, not wanting to get up, when a phone call came early in the morning.

She fumbled to find the phone on the bedside table and groggily pressed the answer key, "Hello..."

"Young lady, it’s me, Skyler Jones."

Hearing the steady and pleasant male voice next to her ear, Rebecca Quentin immediately woke up, her eyes widened as she sat up, asking stunned, "Uh, Mr. Jones?"

Oh my god, she couldn’t have heard wrong, could she? Such a prominent figure actually called her, and where did he get her number from?

Skyler Jones asked, "Did I interrupt your sleep?"

"Uh, no, I was just about to get up... Wondering if Mr. Jones you have a reason for calling me?" How embarrassing, she realized by the intensity of the sunlight outside that it must be past ten o’clock.

"I got your number from your company, sorry for calling so abruptly."

"Uh, it’s okay, Mr. Jones, do you need something from me?"

"I know you’ve been doing part-time work at a modeling company, I wonder if you’re willing to do a part-time job for me today too, I’ll pay you by the hour."

Rebecca Quentin answered earnestly, "But I don’t know if I can do what you’re asking..."

"It’s simple, my secretary isn’t feeling well today and took a leave, but since I’m new to T City, I only have my secretary here with me. I’m meeting several partners later, and it’s inconvenient for me without a secretary. Would you be willing to temporarily act as my secretary? The job scope is just to help me carry documents and brew coffee etc., you don’t need to organize document content."

"If it’s that simple, sure, I’ll take the job." He helped her last night, she could repay him today, not to mention it’s a paid task.

"Okay, give me your address and I’ll come pick you up."

"Alright."

To fit the secretary role, Rebecca Quentin specially wore a heart-shaped lace blouse paired with a pencil skirt, while waiting for Skyler Jones, she kept considering if such low-level clothing might not match his secretary’s status.

She only waited for a few minutes before Skyler Jones’s Mercedes S-Class arrived.

When she waved to greet Skyler Jones, he had already gotten out of the car and gentlemanly opened the door for her.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Rebecca Quentin shyly got into the car.

Seated in the driver’s seat, Skyler Jones smiled and said, "Young lady, thank you for willing to help."

Rebecca Quentin immediately replied, "Uh, Mr. Jones, you better not call me young lady from now on, I’m already twenty-six, my name is Rebecca Quentin, you can call me Becca!"

"Alright, Becca, fasten your seatbelt."

"Hmm." While Rebecca Quentin fastened her seatbelt, she suddenly paused and asked seriously, "Uh, Mr. Jones, is this outfit appropriate?"

Skyler Jones sincerely replied, "It’s appropriate, and looks very good."

When he first saw her he already noticed, unlike yesterday, today she wore very light makeup, and somehow the cheap blouse and skirt gave her an upscale look, enhancing her graceful figure. Her waterfall-like straight black hair gave off a pure and elegant vibe, not to mention those clear, captivating eyes that almost took one’s breath away.

"Thanks, then let’s set off. Please tell me what I should do next."

"Alright." Skyler Jones started the engine.

Suddenly, Rebecca Quentin seriously asked, "Mr. Jones, you’re not a bad guy, are you?"

Skyler Jones laughed heartily, "Do I look like a bad guy?"

Rebecca Quentin laughed along, "Not really, but bad guys wouldn’t have ’bad’ written on their forehead. But I trust you, and I also have a GPS system in my phone."

The two drove away while chatting and laughing.

Mevi Palace Club.

Rebecca Quentin was not unfamiliar with this place because she had once invited several executives here to discuss issues concerning the Quentin. It was considered the most upscale business club in T City.

Rebecca Quentin followed Skyler Jones with documents in hand, looking the part.

Skyler Jones suddenly said, "Becca, you have a natural elegance and grace, you must have grown up in a wealthy family, right?"

This was a painful topic for Rebecca Quentin, not wanting to elaborate, she simply explained, "Yes, after my father passed away, my family declined."