CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 90: DON’T YOU THINK YOU’VE CROSSED THE LINE?

Today, there was a noticeable drop in temperature. About five minutes after Adrian Lancaster left, Faye Turner went downstairs, wearing a small jacket.

She opened an umbrella, and like usual, headed to the bus stop to wait for the bus. The heavy rain blurred the city’s architecture, as raindrops hit the ground, splashing into patches of water.

The sound of rain surrounded her.

While waiting for the bus, she casually glanced around and saw a row of spider webs hanging droplets at the edge of the shelter. She was stunned; they were so brilliantly clear, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

She shifted her angle, stood on tiptoe to take a closer look, and discovered something new. "How beautiful, nature’s jewelry design!"

So, as if she had discovered a new continent, she moved to another angle and indeed saw another masterpiece: the spider web’s shape was different, and the droplets were distributed differently.

Like strings of pearl necklaces, in various sizes.

She took out her phone to focus on it, capturing this beautiful scene, feeling uplifted. "The world never lacks beauty, it really lacks the eyes to discover beauty. Pure white and flawless, it’s too beautiful!"

This moment sparked her inspiration!

She decided to spare some time to look for such scenes again, since it’s hard to see spider webs in the city on rainy days.

At Prestige Group, in the magnificent main building hall.

The handsome and distinguished Adrian Lancaster had just entered the elevator. Before the door closed, Dylan Shaw, holding documents, rushed in. "Hello, President." It seemed he timed his entry to gain some recognition.

Adrian Lancaster had his hands in his pockets, thinking that Dylan seemed a bit familiar, but with so many people to remember, he didn’t have a deep impression of him.

"I’m Dylan Shaw from the project department. We met at the dinner welcoming Mr. Mark." The man introduced himself with a gentle smile, dressed in his best suit.

Adrian Lancaster observed him, recalling the scene from that night.

The elevator doors closed, and before Dylan could speak to curry favor again, Adrian asked him, "Are you having trouble managing your energy?"

"Huh?" Dylan was perplexed, what did he mean?

Adrian raised an eyebrow, "Focus too much on work and neglect the family, right?"

Listening to the president’s cold and indifferent tone, Dylan’s chest tightened. He had been having conflicts with Rachel Sherman lately. How did the president know??

Adrian Lancaster looked at him with an aura of authority, still waiting for his response.

"..." Dylan didn’t understand the situation, so he dared not answer carelessly.

At this moment, the president’s tone remained calm, "You need to be more tolerant with your wife; you’re responsible for earning and supporting the family. Don’t flirt outside; over time you’ll find your wife will become more gentle and more considerate of you."

These words... sounded familiar?

Yes, on the first day they registered their marriage, Grandpa Lancaster said the same thing to Adrian Lancaster.

"Yes, yes." Dylan didn’t want to lose his job, felt embarrassed but was extremely humble, "I’ll definitely change what I’m not doing well in the marriage!"

But at the same time, he thought, how could Faye be so indiscreet!

To talk to the president about this!

Is she a bit crazy?!

The elevator reached the designated floor, the doors opened, and as Dylan nervously bid farewell, Adrian Lancaster walked out and inadvertently noticed the president’s ring on his ring finger.

The president is married?? This is big news! Because everyone in the department said the president was single!

At this time, in the elegant yet simple president’s office.

Ivy Jennings placed a lovingly prepared breakfast on the president’s desk. Lately, she hadn’t been in a good mood, unable to control her fixation, and had insomnia again last night.

She heard footsteps approaching and glanced up to see the familiar figure.

So she quickly opened the beautiful breakfast box, and the steaming hot snacks and appetizing rice balls came into view.

As Adrian Lancaster walked towards her, she also smiled, her voice gentle, "President, I brought you breakfast, made it myself, nutritious and healthy, would you like to taste it?"

The man stood at the desk, his deep gaze falling directly on the woman’s exquisitely made-up face. "Ivy Jennings, don’t you feel like you’ve crossed the line?"

He didn’t even look at the food in the box, and as he spoke, he showed her his ring-adorned ring finger.

Once again, stating the fact that he was married.