Chapter 140


    Chapter 140


    The thought shed, but he didn’t take it seriously. He casually replied, “It was a stranger.”


    He put down his mobile phone and left his office to go to the meeting.


    Although the branchpany of the Sterling pack in Arcadia was not as big as Wolverly Capital’s


    Sterling pack headquarters, it still upied a full building on East Street.


    Today, Jackson was holding a general meeting. Dozens of people in professional attire and carrying


    laptops went upstairs one after another.


    In a short while, therge conference room was full of people who were waiting on Jackson.


    His head had better get itself right, and fast.


    I sat in the reception area outside of the huge conference room. I was a little envious when I saw the


    group of elites through the ss.


    My n had been to go to school for design, and then find an internship and work my way up.


    But at that time, I couldn’t fulfill my dream. I had to find a job that paid a monthly sry right away


    instead of school and an unpaid internship. While thinking of the past and my ns before, I gazed at


    Jackson. He sat at the head of the conference table, in an impable suit. One ankle rested on his


    knee in a casual pose, and his head was tilted slightly so he could look at the presentation on the big


    screen while listening to the executive’s report on what was happening at the Sterling pack’s Arcadia


    offices. He looked put together and rxed, with a strand of dark hair falling down over his forehead,


    but he also radiated the powerful presence of the Alpha he was.


    As I was staring at him, Jackson nced at me through the ss.


    He picked up his phone, and my phone dinged with a message a


    secondter.


    [Ms. Palmer, please bring me a cup of coffee.]


    I quickly got up and went to the break room to make coffee.


    After making it, she knocked on the conference room door with the mug of steaming liquid.


    Everyone in the conference room looked at the door-at me.


    The senior executive exining PowerPoint in front of the screen also stopped, dissatisfaction on his


    face.


    I was a little embarrassed until Jackson waved at me.


    “Come in,” he said.


    Only then did I walk up to him with the cup of coffee. I ced it beside him and was about to leave the


    meeting room when Jackson said, “Ms. Palmer, please sit down and listen.”


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