CHAPTER 742: CHAPTER 742: LET’S GO FIND RACHEL SHERMAN

Her mind was filled with Caleb Lancaster, every moment spent with him over the past twenty years, and his imposing figure stepping out of the car.

The intimate interactions between him and his son, all the overlapping images, intertwined, tormenting her, lacerating her.

Claire Keller could even imagine his high-spirited charm at the workplace, that damned uncle charisma.

Just like that, forget him, never to meet again for all eternity?

On the day Caleb Lancaster returned to Prestige Group, the company began implementing a four-day workweek with three consecutive days off, Friday through Sunday, facilitating employees to visit family.

This reform not only caused a stir within the company—

"Oh my God, this is awesome! With Friday off, I can take the kids to their grandparents’ house Friday night!"

"Yeah, a whole day to ourselves and two days for the kids; this is really fantastic! It’s not tiring to go to the amusement park either."

"How wonderful! This is the meaning of work! We must enjoy life!"

Previously, after working five days, you really didn’t want to move on Saturdays and Sundays. No one is made of iron; everyone wants to stay home, sleep in, and binge watch shows.

But now, for families with children, having three consecutive days is simply perfect.

The most humane aspect is that salaries remain unchanged while the workload decreases!

Only four days of work scheduled for a week!

Definitely not cramming five days of work into four days; this was Adrian Lancaster’s promise to the media.

This news was implemented starting this week, immediately hitting the number one on trending searches!

It drew the envy of countless people.

Meanwhile, it made things difficult for other companies! After all, capital is exploitative and never satiated.

Today, truly some are happy, and some are worried.

Mr. Shaw and Mrs. Shaw, because their son was imprisoned and given a three-year sentence, and the old couple didn’t have jobs, could no longer pay the rent, so they were evicted by the landlord—

"Out, out, out, out! I already gave you a week’s grace! I can’t extend anymore! I’m not a saint! If you can’t even pay rent, go back to the countryside!"

Mr. Shaw and Mrs. Shaw, clutching their quilts and carrying bags and packages, really didn’t know how to respond since they were at fault.

Bang! The door slammed shut!

Feeling dejected as they went downstairs, they turned their resentment toward Rachel Sherman—

"What a heartless woman! She divorced and drained all our family money! Living in such a nice district while we’re still renting houses!"

"Let’s go find Rachel! We’ll stay at her place tonight!"

Mrs. Shaw, full of fury, "We are June’s grandparents, nothing wrong with living with our granddaughter!"

Just like that, with the only few dozen bucks they had left, Mrs. Shaw and Mr. Shaw hired a cab and headed to Rachel’s place.

Arriving by evening.

Rachel, usually quite thrifty, came down from the office building, planning to take the bus home.

Not far away, Chase Fletcher’s car was parked, and seeing her come out, he quickly got out of the car, holding a bouquet of roses as he walked towards her.

It startled her a bit, quickly scanning the surroundings, afraid colleagues might see.

"Why did you bring flowers? Such a high profile." Rachel said this, her heart still sweet, "Weren’t you supposed to work overtime today?"

But what girl would reject romance? Who wouldn’t like flowers?

"Flowers for the beauty, can’t call it high profile, went to buy flowers instead of overtime." He reached her, handed her the bouquet, and then embraced her.

"Thank you."

Chase Fletcher pulled her by the shoulder and led her towards his car parked nearby.

He let her sit in the passenger seat while he sat in the driver’s seat, quickly starting the car.

Recently, Chase Fletcher hasn’t worked overtime either, having his assistant schedule things, focusing on romance and enjoying their world together.

First, took Rachel for dinner, then led her for a walk by the river.

The nanny was very understanding, knowing Miss Sherman was in a recent romantic phase, so if she didn’t come home, the nanny wouldn’t leave, fully devoted to taking care of June.