CHAPTER 329: CHAPTER 329: ZONING OUT

When Shannon Quinn first entered the meeting room, she was full of enthusiasm, sitting next to Landon Sutton, waiting for the other attendees to arrive one after another.

Those people seemed a bit perplexed to see her sitting in the meeting room, but nobody dared to say anything.

Out of curiosity, Shannon Quinn glanced through the contents of Landon Sutton’s folder. While the words were familiar to her, their combination left her puzzled about the meaning.

When the meeting began, Shannon Quinn was still alert, seriously watching the presentation on the projector and trying to grasp what the speaker was discussing. However, the monotonous percentages confused her.

Soon, she began feeling drowsy.

Ronan Rhodes gently nudged Landon Sutton’s arm and then pointed at Shannon Quinn beside him with his chin. Landon looked down to see Shannon Quinn resting her head, facing the podium, but her eyes were closed.

"Master Nate, are you planning to teach your wife business management?" Ronan Rhodes asked quietly.

Landon Sutton didn’t answer, just gently tapped Shannon Quinn’s forehead. She suddenly sat up straight and awkwardly glanced at Landon Sutton, remembering her earlier promise to him, "No talking, no sleeping." She immediately widened her eyes, trying hard to fend off sleep.

Just like dozing off in class and getting hit by the teacher’s chalk.

But the tedious meeting content soon made Shannon Quinn’s thoughts wander again, her wide-open eyes slowly starting to close, reminiscent of school days, looking at those dense data charts, her head felt heavy.

"Shannon Quinn, you speak."

Suddenly called upon, Shannon Quinn woke with a start, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that Landon Sutton, who had been sitting next to her, was now on stage.

It was only when she noticed everyone’s gaze on her that she realized the voice she heard wasn’t from a dream.

She instinctively stood from her chair, bewildered, glancing around, her cute and charming demeanor causing everyone in the meeting room to snicker behind their hands.

"I just said something, just repeat it." Landon Sutton looked at her sternly.

Shannon Quinn cast a pleading look at Ronan Rhodes, who cleared his throat and whispered to her, "Master Nate’s laser pointer is on that sentence."

Shannon Quinn quickly looked up and tentatively read the sentence aloud: "Whether it’s online or offline sales channels, make sure quality is maintained, and do not..."

"Do not get distracted during meetings." Landon Sutton interrupted her, looking at her.

Shannon Quinn pursed her lips, lowered her head, and pinched her fingers, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Sit down, don’t lead my employees astray." After speaking, he continued with the meeting content, using the laser pointer to indicate the PPT.

Sullenly, Shannon Quinn sat down, all drowsiness gone, raising her head to watch him speak fluently on stage, suddenly feeling that this scene was very pleasing to the eye.

Though she still couldn’t quite understand his talks about data growth, merely watching his every move felt like a painting she could never tire of.

When Landon Sutton came down from the stage, Shannon Quinn was still gazing at him with a silly smile. Landon walked over and pinched her cheek, causing Shannon to flinch and draw back her admiring gaze, raising a hand to lightly hit him in protest.

Constrained by the fact that someone else was speaking on stage, Shannon just shot him a glare and didn’t say anything further.

The two-hour-plus meeting finally ended, and Shannon Quinn dashed out of the meeting room straight to the restroom.

After emerging, she looked refreshed, spotting Landon Sutton waiting for her outside the restroom and whispered, "I was dying to go."

"I never forbade you from using the restroom."

Shannon Quinn began to air her grievances, "Why did you call on me? You embarrassed me!"

Landon Sutton replied, "It’s my reputation at stake. If I’m okay with it, why should you be worried?"

Shannon Quinn retorted, "You did it on purpose!"

Landon Sutton asked her with a smile, "Next time, shall we attend the meeting together again?"

Shannon Quinn immediately declined, "No way, it’s not fun at all."

Landon Sutton: "Did you think money just falls into one’s pocket without any effort?"

Shannon Quinn suddenly realized the tedious tasks she found boring were indeed Landon Sutton’s daily routine: "I suddenly feel you’re working really hard."

Landon Sutton: "Exactly, that’s why I’m wondering when I can just take it easy."

Shannon Quinn rolled her eyes, "Is your dental health bad?"

Landon Sutton: "I don’t know about my teeth, but I’m good at what I do."

Shannon Quinn blushed, "Shameless!"

Landon Sutton: "I wish I had some shame left, but you took it all earlier."

...

Afternoon, around five, Skylar Vance felt woozy and uncomfortable all night and wanted to return home early to rest.

Seeing the sky hint at rain and not having an umbrella, Skylar Vance tried to get home before the rain started.

She hailed a cab at the company gate, but midway, rain began to pour astonishingly hard.

Though it wasn’t yet six, the sky appeared as dark as nighttime, around eight or nine.

After disembarking, she sprinted to the villa, but despite the short distance, the heavy rain drenched her clothes.

Raising her hand to enter the password at the door, the door didn’t open, displaying a wrong password message.

Susan Wilde frowned, confirmed carefully, and entered the password again with the same error message.

She realized someone had changed the password.

Standing at the door hesitantly for a while, she rang the doorbell, unsure if there was no one inside or if they were intentionally not letting her in.

Feeling helpless, she had to use Simon Rhodes’s trick, going around to the back garden, pushing through the rose bushes, and with some difficulty, climbed onto the balcony.

During this process, she was completely soaked, and her mind wandered to the thought of soaking in a warm bath.

When she tried to push open the glass door, she realized her habit of locking it wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

Pressing herself against the glass window, staring into the warm bedroom, she could only shiver in the cold on the balcony.

Sitting in the corner of the balcony, she took out her phone and called Shawn Rhodes, who was answered by Rowan Alder: "Shaw is busy, don’t bother us, okay?"

After speaking, the call was abruptly hung up.

Susan Wilde inhaled deeply and rummaged through her bag, considering staying at a hotel for the night but failing to locate her ID.

With the rain intensifying and even rain spraying onto the balcony, staying there wasn’t an option. She climbed back off the balcony and headed to the security room: "Brother, do you have the key to this house?"

"Ma’am, sir didn’t instruct us. Isn’t the password enough to open it?"

Finding the security guard unaware, Susan Wilde considered other options: "Brother, do you have an umbrella?"

"Yes, wait a moment."

Borrowing an umbrella from the security guard, Susan Wilde stepped out only to realize she had underestimated the force of the rain.