Not long after Samantha and Ethan left the Emperor Group, Suzy arrived. She was stopped by Jade outside the door.
"Miss Miller, the president is not in the office."
Suzy's face turned unpleasant, "I know he's in there, and Samantha is also inside. I am the future wife of your president, and I have the right to enter my future husband's office."
Jade maintained a distant attitude, showing a professional demeanor. "I'm telling the truth. Ten minutes ago, Miss Samantha was hungry, and Mr. Steele went out to have a meal with her."
Upon hearing this, Suzy's face instantly displayed a spectrum of colors, vivid and brilliant.
"He... he went out to have a meal with Samantha?" Her body trembled with anger.
Even though she had given birth to a son for Ethan, he had never treated her specially, let alone taken her out for a meal. What kind of charm did Samantha possess to make Ethan not only touch her but also accompany her for a meal?
Jealousy burned fiercely in her chest.
Losing control due to anger, Suzy gritted her teeth and asked, "Where did they go for the meal?"
Jade shook his head and truthfully replied, "I don't know. I don't have the authority to inquire about Mr. Steele's whereabouts."
Failing to get an answer from him, Suzy angrily left the company, searching every restaurant near the Emperor Group.
However, she couldn't find Ethan and Samantha.
Helpless, she had to return and wait outside the president's office.
...
In shopping center, Samantha affectionately linked her arm with Ethan as they entered a high-end women's clothing store.
Ethan furrowed his brows, puzzled. "Didn't you say you were hungry and wanted to eat something?"
Samantha, holding a white dress taken from the rack, casually answered, "My clothes are too dirty. I want to change into a clean one before going to eat."
Only then did Ethan notice her current attire, indeed quite messy and unsuitable for going out.
Facing Ethan, Samantha turned around with a smile and asked, "How about this dress? Does it look good?"
Ethan focused his eyes on it.
The dress is a mid-sleeve long dress, with a cinched waist and simple yet elegant ruffle detailing.
Samantha, with her fair skin, looks even more noble and elegant in white.
Ethan nodded approvingly and sincerely said, "Looks great!"
To be precise, Samantha is beautiful, and any outfit she wears looks beautiful on her.
Delighted by his response, Samantha took the dress and went into the fitting room.
In a short while, she walked out of the fitting room.
As expected, the dress looked even better on her.
Her white and rosy skin, slender waist that one could almost wrap their hands around, she seemed like a classical beauty stepping out of a painting, captivating and making it hard for people to look away.
Without hesitation, Ethan took out his black card and handed it to the salesperson, "Pack all the clothes with a similar style and deliver them to the designated location."
"All... all of them?"
The salesperson was dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe that the man in front of him was so generous.
This was a high-end women's clothing store, and even the cheapest item cost a five-digit figure. Packing so many clothes at once would cost a considerable amount!
Ethan raised an eyebrow, a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "What? Didn't you hear me?"
The salesperson shivered and immediately took the black card, following Ethan's instructions to pack all the clothes of the same style.
Two hours later,
Karen finished work and headed home.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw a group of people coming out of the elevator, carrying many things.
Karen recognized the logo on the packaging bags—they were from a top luxury fashion brand in the capital, where even a short-sleeved shirt cost a five-digit sum.
There were six people delivering the items, each with their hands full.
The total cost of all the goods must be at least millions.
Who could be so extravagant?
Buying so many clothes at once?
She remembered that her neighbors, like her, came from the lower class, and they would never be so extravagant.
While she was still wondering, the person in charge of the delivery walked straight towards her.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Karen?"
Karen's breath paused.
Her heart pounded wildly.
Suddenly, a bold thought popped into her mind.
Could it be a gift from Justin? Trying to surprise her?
Thinking of this possibility, Karen suddenly felt joyous, sweet in her heart, and excited, "Yes, I am Karen."
The manager handed her a business card politely, saying, "I am the manager of Sannel Boutique."
Karen took the business card, her hands slightly trembling, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Hello... Did Mr. Justin ask you to deliver these to me?"
The manager shook his head and solemnly said, "These are sent by Mr. Ethan Steele to Miss Samantha Miller. Miss Samantha is currently having dinner with Mr. Steele and doesn't have time to receive the delivery, so she specifically instructed you to sign for it."
At this, Karen's face turned as red as a monkey's buttocks, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
It turned out to be for Samantha.
And she had just presumptuously thought it was a gift from Justin to her.
How embarrassing.
The manager handed the receipt to Karen, urging, "Could you please check and sign for the items?"
Karen awkwardly smiled at the manager, and holding the list, she unconsciously exerted more force in her grip as she checked off each item on the list.
The more she checked, the worse her expression became.
By the time the inspection was complete, and the delivery personnel left, an hour had passed.
Karen looked at the room full of luxury items, feeling like there was a lump of cotton stuffed in her chest, making her extremely uncomfortable.
In order to escape a life of poverty, she had gone to great lengths to seduce Justin, taking him away from Samantha. She was on the verge of marrying into a wealthy family. However, she never expected that Samantha would actually catch the attention of Country's richest man, Ethan Steele.
What abilities did Samantha have? Why did the men she attracted have such prominent statuses, one after another?
In terms of gentleness, she couldn't compare to her.
In terms of beauty, she couldn't compare to Yurika.
However, she was much luckier than both Yurika and herself.
To vent her frustration, Karen took a video of the inventory list and the luxury items at home and sent it to Suzy.
When Suzy received the message, she was still waiting outside Ethan's office, impatient after a long period of waiting.
Upon receiving Karen's message, her anger surged even more.
Finding Jade, who was about to leave, she shouted without caring about her image, "I want to see Ethan Steele, let him come to see me!"
Jade, respectful yet polite, replied, "I'm sorry, I'm just an assistant and have no right to interfere with the president's whereabouts, let alone ask the president to see you."
Suzy angrily said, "Give me your phone, I'll call him."
Jade shook his head and refused, "Please don't make things difficult for me!"
Suzy was infuriated, feeling like a million ants were crawling inside her body. There was a fire in her chest, erratic and wanting to vent, but with nowhere to release it.
Seeing her on the verge of fainting from anger, Jade kindly reminded, "It's already seven o'clock now. Based on my understanding of Mr. Steele, he probably won't return to the company. You should go back and not waste your time here."
Suzy twisted her delicate little face into a terrifying expression, filled with anger. She glared at Jade, turned around, and left.
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