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Dawn licked her lips, naturally rosy and now looking even more full and soft, not realizing how attractive she looked in the early morning light to the man watching her.
Ethan’s eyes darkened a little as he spoke in a low, husky voice, “Morning. Did you sleep well?”
“Pretty well.” Dawn had expected to toss and turn all night, but maybe the alcohol helped her sleep deeply.
She looked up and noticed Ethan had already changed his clothes. She blinked in surprise. “You’re heading out this early?”
“Yeah.” Ethan nced at his watch. “I ordered breakfast for you. Your supervisor just called- she said you can take the day off. Stay home and rest.”
Dawn froze, her face paling.
“My supervisor, Wendy?”
“Linda.”
Ethan noticed her relieved expression and frowned slightly. He curled his fingers into a loose fist, then reached out to touch her cheek, “Wendy will get what she deserves. Don’t worry.”
Looking into his eyes, Dawn felt calm settle deep in her chest.
She smiled softly, “Okay.”
Ethan left, driving straight to Dreammaker Studios.
It wasn’t even 8:30 a.m. yet, and regr employees hadn’t arrived, but Linda, always diligent, was already at the door just after 7 a.m., worried Ethan might drop in early.
From a distance, she spotted the familiar Maybach and hurried forward, opening the car door immediately.
“Morning, Mr. Jackson.”
“The team’s not here yet?”
“No.”
With work starting at 9 a.m., normal employees wouldn’te this early.
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Ethan nced at his watch, sped his suit jacket, and frowned. “Go upstairs first. Bring me all the designs for the quarterly collection.”
Linda nodded, “No problem.”
She followed him upstairs.
Ethan’s long legs meant he moved fast, and Linda had to hurry <i>to </i>keep up.
From just a few steps behind, she admired the smooth line of his jaw, his perfectly shaped features, calm but striking–like a dark prince out of a painting.
Linda had thought Ethan came only to deal with Wendy.
She didn’t expect work to be his first priority.
Then again, if he were just a man obsessed with romance, she wouldn’t be working under him straight out of college.
After finishing the work discussion, it was already past 9 a.m. Ethan collected the folders and leaned back casually, rxed nowpared to his earlier intensity. “Go ahead and bring Wendy over.”
His deep, smooth voice sent a chill down Linda’s spine.
She inhaled sharply, then obeyed.
In the office area, she spotted Wendy at her desk, putting on makeup, looking very good.
Linda stood at the doorway, a cold smile on her lips. “Ms. Richardson, I’m surprised you’re still in the mood to dress up.”
Wendy froze, thenughed lightly, jogging over to Linda, pouting yfully. “Sorry, Ms. Greenwood. I drank too muchst night–I passed out on the way back and didn’t catch your
call.
“But that contract with Mr. Shelton? It will definitely be signed today. Consider me making up for it, okay?”
Linda’s eyes flickered with a hint of mockery.
<i>She’s </i>a <i>bit </i>clever, <i>but </i><i>not </i>very.
<i>She </i><i>can’t </i><i>actually </i><i>think </i>a <i>contract </i><i>is </i><i>more </i><i>important </i>than <i>people</i>, right?
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Without another word, Linda brushed Wendy’s hand away, her tone t. “The boss wants you in his office.”
After a brief pause of surprise, Wendy’s excitement took over. She ignored Linda’s attitude and quickly went to the CEO’s office. Before knocking, she smoothed her hair, then put on a bright smile. “Mr. Jackson, you wanted to see me?”
The man behind the desk paused, lifting his gaze with a half–smile. “Yeah. I wanted to see you.”
Wendy felt a nervous flutter she couldn’t exin.
She closed the door behind her and walked over, swaying her hips slightly.
“Mr. Jackson… Last night, Marshall and I reached an agreement. He said he’de today to sign the contract. I’ll call him again soon to remind him.”
Ethan’s eyes darkened, unreadable.
He spoke, low and serious, “He’ll listen to you?”
“There… shouldn’t be any problem.”
<i>Last </i><i>night</i><i>, </i><i>Dawn </i><i>and </i><i>Janice </i><i>stayed </i><i>behind</i>. <i>No </i><i>matter </i><i>what</i>, <i>Marshall </i><i>probably </i><i>tasted </i><i>his </i><i>advantage- </i><i>he </i><i>has </i><i>no </i><i>reason </i><i>to </i><i>go </i><i>back </i><i>on </i>his <i>word</i>.
Wendy noticed Ethan staring at her and blushed, looking down. She whispered, “Mr. Jackson, whatever you ask me to do, I will get it done…
Ethan’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Really?”
“Of course. You just tell me what to do.”
A quiet pause filled the room.
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His deep, maic voice drew her in, casual butmanding. “Come over here.” <fna963> Th?s chapter is updated by find·novel</fna963>