Chapter 42 Adjust to the Shift
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Linda had just finished a conference call and looked up at Wendy. “Do you need something?”
“Ms. Greenwood, I have a few drafts I’d like you to look at.”
“Bring them over.”
Linda quickly cleared her desk, reached out for the pages Wendy handed her, and at first nce, one brow shot up. “Wait–these are your designs?<b>” </b>
Wendy didn’t change her expression. “A couple of years ago, when I was abroad, I was bored and just sketched some things for fun. I happened to find them today and thought maybe they’d still work.”
Linda gave a littleugh. “They don’t feel like your usual style.”
“It’s been a while. Different makes sense.”
Wendy then asked, “So… what do you think?”
“They’re actually good.” Linda tapped the stack of papers into a neat pile. “And I think this is the kind of style the boss tends to like. Leave the drafts with me. Once I show him, we’ll decide.”
Wendy’s heart jumped a little. “Thank you, Ms. Greenwood.”
<i>I’ve </i><i>been </i><i>at </i><i>this </i><ipany </i><i>a </i><i>long </i><i>time</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>never </i><i>seen </i><i>the </i><i>real </i><i>boss</i>.
<b><i>Rumor </i></b><b><i>says </i></b><i>he’s extremely </i><i>handsome</i>.
<i>If </i><b><i>I </i></b><b><i>can </i></b><b><i>catch </i></b><i>his </i>attention <i>with </i><i>these </i><i>designs</i>, it <i>will </i><i>be </i><i>like </i><i>Dawn’s </i><i>offering </i><i>of </i><i>loyalty </i><i>for me</i>.
Dawn had no idea about any of this. That night, after dinner with Ethan, she rushed home. Time was tight–outside of work, she still had to prep for grad school exams. Only two months left.
She felt confident, but there was no choice except to double down on studying.
That evening<b>, </b>Ethan stepped out again. When he came back, he found her slumped asleep at her desk, pen still in hand, cheek pressed so hard against the desk that it puffed up.
He let out a low sigh, grabbed a nket from the couch, and draped it over her shoulders.
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Just as he was about to step away, Dawn stirred and woke up groggily.
“You’re back?”
She sat up and yawned. “I got lost in my books. Did you have ate–night snack?”
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“A little.” Ethan sank back onto the edge of the couch and tugged her gently upright. “You hungry?”
“Nope, I already ate a couple of bags of chips.”
They’d both been super busytely and barely had any time to cook at home. Ethan thought for a second–eating out all the time wasn’t good. “Would you mind having another person in the house? If not, I can ask the housekeeper toe by when I’m busy. She can cook for you.”
Dawn blinked. “I can take care of myself.”
“Likest time?”
Ethan’s lips curved slightly, his voice soft. “It’s the same woman who used to be our housekeeper. My parents are out of the country right now anyway. She’d probably be d toe back.”
Dawn remembered Ethan’s family always had a live–in housekeeper, and when they left the country, she went with them.
Tentatively, she asked, “Hannah?”
“Yeah.”
Ethan sounded a little surprised. “You actually remember her?”
“Of course.” Dawn pouted yfully. “Back when I came to your house and you refused to give me anything <i>to </i>eat, Hannah was the one sneaking me food.”
“Then let’s bring Hannah back … It’s been so long. I miss her too.”
That very night, Ethan booked Hannah Munoz’s ticket so she could fly in the next day.
When Ethan’s mother, Tara Jackson, heard, she didn’t object exactly, but she grumbled, “So Hannah gets called back, but when do we see our daughter–inw again? Ethan, you can’t y favorites.”
Hearing Tara use the words “y favorites” didn’t surprise Ethan. He pinched his brow, helpless. “Mom… just let her adjust first.”
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Tara huffed. “Feels like you’re keeping her away. Dawn’s so sweet. I bet she misses me.”
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“I want her to adjust to the shift in our rtionship,” Ethan said calmly. “I’ll get the marriage license with her first. After that, you’ll meet.”
Tara stayed unhappy,ining more before finally hanging up.
Ethan stood in the study by the wide window, phone dark in his hand, the city lights swallowing his reflection. He thought about the girl he’d always waited for, sleeping just a few steps away, and his chest softened.
Dawn–soon to be his wife.
He’d waited so long for this, and his heart felt restless.
The winter was bitterly cold, but the house was warm.
After <i>a </i>few days in Northville, Dawn had already gotten used to life here. Every morning, she’d pull open the curtains to check if the snow in the yard had melted.
She pushed the window open, breathed in a deep lungful of crisp, cold air, then smiled as she closed it again.
After washing up, she padded downstairs. Ethan was still in the kitchen making breakfast.
She crept closer on tiptoe, ready to sneak up on him, but before she could, he turned around first, spat raised halfway in the air. <fne66d> ?????? ???? find?novel</fne66d>
Chapter 43 Big Boss
Chapter 43 Big Boss