Chapter 43 Big Boss
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Caught sneaking behind Ethan, Dawn froze for a second, feeling awkward, then slowly straightened up.
“Um… I just wanted to see if you were done yet.”
Ethan lifted an eyebrow. “Legs giving you trouble?”
“No!” Dawn couldn’t hold it in anymore. Sheughed, giving up the act. “Fine, I was trying to scare you. Do you have eyes in the back of your head or something?”
“I don’t have eyes in the back, but I do have ears.” Ethan tapped a finger against her forehead. “Go wash your hands and eat.”
Dawn had already washed up earlier, so she ducked under his arm into the kitchen and helped carry breakfast out.
Sunny–side–up eggs, ham, a sd, and golden toast.
She used to never touch milk, but ever since moving in with Ethan, she drank every drop.
Because of that, Dawn often wondered if Ethan slipped something into it.
“I added sugar.”
Ethan’s face stayed straight. “Otherwise, how would it be sweet?”
“Nothing but sugar? Because this milk is seriously so good.”
Watching her hold the ss up, studying it like it held answers, Ethan just smiled and stayed quiet. He wasn’t about to admit he’d tested half a dozen brands to figure out which tasted best.
Only after breakfast did Dawn run upstairs for herptop. On her way out, she said, “I might not be back for dinner tonight. If you get home before me, don’t wait up.”
A glimmer passed through Ethan’s eyes. “Workingte?”
Dawn nodded. “That’s what I heard.”
Latest night, Janice had texted her, telling her that the big boss wasing in today for inspection, which probably meant everyone would be stayingte for dinner.
She let out a dramatic sigh. “I get it–he’s the boss, but why does every visit have to turn into
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She kept talking as she changed her shoes, never noticing theplicated look on the man behind her.
As Ethan watched her rush around, he felt the words on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them before they could escape.
They walked out one after the other, but headed in the same direction.
At the office, after clocking in, Dawn fixed herself a coffee and went back to her desk.
Janice tilted her head. “What did Ms. Greenwood say about your designs?”
“Hm?”
For a second, Dawn didn’t even register. “Oh, right. My designs are still with her.”
Janice looked at her like she was some strange new species. “Do you know what it means when the boss shows up this time of year?”
“What?” Dawn asked, genuinely confused.
“Obviously, to lock down the signature style for the spring line.”
Janice pressed a hand to her forehead, torn between frustration and pity for how innocent this girl could be. “If your work makes it into his hands and he likes it, your jewelry design goes straight into the spotlight. You could blow up overnight.”
Dawn understood immediately.
She just smiled and shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.”
Janice widened her eyes. “How can it not matter?”
“I admire people who’ll fight for their dreams, but that’s not really me. I believe if it’s mine, it’lle to me. No one can steal it. All I gotta do is be ready.”
Janice’s eyes went wide, then she shot her a big thumbs–up. <fn50b2> Checktest chapters at FindN()vel</fn50b2>
“With that mindset, I bet you’ll be a famous designer. Otherwise, I’d lose faith in everything.”
Ten minutester, the boss arrived.
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The wholepany went on high alert, every department tightening up like soldiers at inspection, terrified of being the unlucky one called out.
Chaotic footsteps echoed closer, and as the entourage passed, everyone kept their heads down, pretending to be buried in work. Once he disappeared into an office, the whispers exploded.
“Oh, my God… I just saw him! The boss is stupid handsome, like stepped–right–out–of–a-ic–book handsome!”
“For real? Ughhh, if I’d known, I would’ve peeked too!”
“I didn’t catch his face, but I saw that body. Gosh… it’s absolute perfection.”
Dawn had juste out of the bathroom and walked into the buzz, rolling her eyes in her head. <i>How </i><i>good</i><i>–</i><i>looking could </i><i>he </i><i>really </i><i>be</i>? <i>Better </i><i>than </i><i>Ethan</i><i>? </i><i>No </i><i>way</i>.
She wasn’t interested, so she gave one half–hearted nce and went back <i>to </i>her desk.
Inside the office…
Linda and Wendy were standing while the man behind the desk sat, a design draft hiding his whole face until he finally lowered it. It was nobody else but Ethan.
His gaze lookedzy, but there was this strange weight behind it that made you want to look
away.
“You’re saying this is your design?”
Wendy had never felt so much pressure from one person. Sweat pooled in her palms, and she couldn’t meet Ethan’s eyes, but she forced herself to stay calm. “Yes, Mr. Jackson. I drew this back when I was abroad. It might need some adjustments, but I think it can still work.”