CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: LEMON ESSENCE

Cloudsea Group.

Today is Anna’s first day on the job, and the company was already abuzz with rumors about a stunning beauty dropping into the company directly from overseas, supposedly with a mysterious relationship with the CEO. Yet, everyone treated it as hearsay and didn’t take it seriously.

Thus, when Anna actually arrived at the company, the effect was akin to pouring a cup of water into boiling oil.

"Oh my God, did you see the new assistant? She’s so gorgeous!"

"Saw her, saw her. Gorgeous is an understatement, she’s a matchless beauty! And don’t you think she has a unique charisma?"

"Just like those medieval aristocrats! Oh mom, I’m falling in love again."

"What are you thinking? Didn’t someone say she has a connection with the CEO? You better not have unrealistic expectations."

"Doesn’t the CEO have a fiancée? The President Sinclair from Kevin Group."

Since Anna’s arrival, the company chat group has never quieted down, with people constantly gossiping and stirring up stories.

Mina, the little secretary, was naturally no exception. Her job was quite relaxed, serving as the company’s sticky note girl, she was always where the gossip was, forever fighting at the forefront of gossip.

Just as she was engrossed in her phone, an elegant and composed voice suddenly reached her ear, "Hello, could you tell me the way to the CEO’s office?"

Mina looked up to see a new face, with chestnut curls tied in a high ponytail, dressed in a white suit dress.

"Turn left at the right, take the elevator to the 15th floor, that’s the CEO’s office," Mina instinctively replied.

The woman nodded to her slightly and disappeared around the corner shortly after.

Only then did Mina come to her senses and check her phone, finding the sneaky photos of the new assistant, falling into confusion, she actually encountered the real person!!!

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Come in."

"Desmond, I’m here," Anna said as she approached Desmond Fairchild.

After attending the banquet that night, she originally intended to report to the company the next day, but Grandma Fairchild insisted she stay at home a little longer, thus delaying until today.

"Go to Ace now, he will tell you about your work," Desmond Fairchild said without even raising his head.

Anna’s face stiffened for a moment before reverting to her usual elegant and dignified demeanor, gently nodding, then went out to find Ace.

Ace had always been by Desmond Fairchild’s side, naturally knowing Anna, aware of her real identity, and had already arranged Anna’s tasks upon learning of her arrival at the company.

Due to company rumors and Anna’s own strong professional qualities, she was thriving in the company, with even some girls thinking she was more suitable for Desmond Fairchild, believing he and Seraphina Sinclair were only a commercial acting farce devoid of actual emotional ties.

"President Fairchild, tonight’s banquet is hosted by President Zane from Lonex Company. Although they sent us an invitation, we have no association with Lonex, why are you attending this banquet personally?" Anna asked Desmond Fairchild at the entrance of the banquet.

Desmond Fairchild merely smiled and did not answer her, but Anna quickly learned the answer.

"Seraphina." In the crowd, Desmond Fairchild soon found his target.

"Desmond Fairchild? Why are you here?" Seraphina Sinclair looked at him with surprise. The banquet tonight had nothing to do with Kevin Group. Even if it were a courtesy, at most, he would send his assistant Ace. Why would he come personally?

"You’re here, so of course I would be here," Desmond Fairchild said and naturally took her hand.

"When did you start saying such things?" Seraphina Sinclair’s cheeks turned a light red, with a bit of playful annoyance she said, though saying so, her hand in his palm remained still.

Now standing close to her, Desmond Fairchild noticed that the square neckline of Seraphina Sinclair’s dress was cut rather large, revealing a swath of white skin, enticingly hinting at a glimpse of allure.

Desmond Fairchild’s gaze deepened, he quietly took off his jacket and draped it over Seraphina Sinclair, pulling the collar tight to conceal all signs of allure.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Seraphina Sinclair looked at him with a mix of mirth and helplessness.

She was merely wearing a square neckline dress, and he behaved this way. Fortunately, her mental state had improved lately, so Camille White wasn’t accompanying her tonight. Otherwise, even though he knew Camille White’s identity, this jealous guy would likely still create a scene.

After taking off his jacket, Desmond Fairchild was left with only his crisp white shirt, paired with black suit trousers, carrying a previously unseen air that even made it impossible for Seraphina Sinclair to get upset in his presence.

"It’s cold, be careful not to catch a cold," Desmond Fairchild said without changing his expression.

Though it’s already mid-November, and indeed a bit chilly outside, the venue had air conditioning; how could it be cold? Seraphina Sinclair was at a loss for words to critique this man.

"Alright." She nodded, choosing to tidy up the jacket he draped over her.

Desmond Fairchild’s jacket was undoubtedly oversized for Seraphina Sinclair, yet it surprisingly complemented her attire today, lending an unexpected sense of style.

Standing nearby, Anna watched them, displaying a graceful composure yet holding her wine glass with such force her hand turned white.

Throughout the banquet, Desmond Fairchild stayed by Seraphina Sinclair’s side, turning them into the most eye-catching pair, prompting playful remarks from several company executives who had collaborated with them.

The media at the event also shifted their lenses toward this pair intentionally or unintentionally, provoking a trending topic online when it went viral.

Countless netizens lamented feeling envious like ’lemons,’ overwhelmed with sweetness, yet relishing every bit of it, enjoying crafting their own tales.

Consequently, the stocks of Cloudsea Group and Kevin Group surged quite a bit.

Upon seeing the online news, Anna’s expression instantly cooled, yet it brightened upon learning both Cloudsea Group and Kevin Group’s stocks rose due to the events.

She knew last night’s happenings were merely a show, as real feelings wouldn’t bear from commercial alliances. If both groups were to unite just for such a minor stock rise, she believed there was no need, as she herself could accomplish the same.

Despite thinking so, Anna’s animosity toward Seraphina Sinclair deepened, contemplating inviting her out for a chat.