Chapter 87 Design Competition
The next day.
Susan Shelby was already done preparing breakfast b y the time Seth Leeds and Jacob Shelby
woke up. 1
She prepared a pot of wild herbs porridge with some extra dishes.
It was a very simple meal but it looked scrumptious.
"Susan." Seth looked at the breakfast and could not help feeling emotional. "You''re simply too
virtuous. Young Master Shaw did well marrying you, he makes me proud.”
"Let’s have breakfast," Susan smiled.
She was not nning to return to her job at Lanyard Construction anymore. Her brother and Seth
were going to coborate to develop some software. She could not help with the software so she
could still manage to do trifling matters like this.
Seth nodded and took out his phone to take a photo first.
“What’s there to take a photo of anyway?" Jacob felt astonished.
"Heh-heh," Seth tapped away the phone. "I have to send it to someone to show off, of course."
He sent the photo to Julian Shaw straightaway, with
the caption: Breakfast prepared by Susan. 4
Then, he began chomping down the food with a look o f enjoyment on his face.
Jacob took a disdainful nce at him and shifted his stool further away from him. Then he began
eating slowly, i
"Hey hey hey, why are you making that face, Jacob? Let me tell you, if this were the ancient times
with the Aztecs, you''d be taken as a human sacrifice to the loc.” Seth became displeased
immediately.
Jacob frowned. "Human sacrifices to the loc were children. I''m not a child.”
Seth was rendered speechless by Jacob''s answer in all apparent seriousness.
"It''s really scary to be uncultured," added Jacob disdainfully upon noticing that Seth made no reply
to his remarks.
Seth was speechless,"..."
''Oh oh oh, what have I gotten myself into in the heat of the moment? Why do I want to work with
Jacob?’
He predicted that he would lose at least ten years of his life if this were to continue.
Susan disregarded the quarreling pair. She chuckled then lowered her head to savor her porridge.
Seth was still quarreling when all of a sudden, his phone began shing.
He took a nce and noticed that Julian had sent over a link.
He tapped on the link and brought it up on his screen.
A pile of gross-looking worms leaped onto the screen. 1
Seth felt his stomach immediately start churning in disgust.
He closed the link swiftly then sent over a nauseated emoticon to Julian.
He ced down his phone thenined to Susan," Susan, Julian is bullying me. He sent me a
gross photo when I''m having breakfast. You should teach him a lesson."
"What kind of photo is that?" asked Susan out of curiosity.
Seth sent over the photo to Susan.
Susan studied it closely for a long while before she answered in all apparent seriousness, "I believe
that if we deep fry this type of worm, it’ll taste pretty good."
Seth immediately replied to Susan with a shocked emoticon.
“I will deep fry some for you to try next time." Susan chuckled and patted Seth''s shoulder.
Seth’s face turned ghastly pale instantaneously.
Susan went back to her seat happily. Even though Seth did not do it intentionally, he was still the
person who revealed her whereabouts to Julian. She had always remembered this enmity and she
finally managed to get her revenge now.
Seth felt restless as he looked at the gentle-mannered Susan.
He typed a text toin to Julian with shaky fingers, ''Susan is bullying me.’ 1
''Oh, good job to her." Julian''s reply was simple yet clear.
Seth had a mental breakdown instantaneously. He felt like his life was a tragedy.
In the bright office, Julian’s lips cracked into a smile when he saw the nauseated emoticon from
Seth.
It seemed like... Susan was in rather good spirits. Otherwise, she would not be in the mood to bully
someone either.
Susan felt invigorated when she was done bullying Seth.
She cleaned up the table and went back to her seat in front of theputer.
She would not return to her job at Lanyard Construction anymore so Madam Shaw would not feel
that she depended on the Shaw family for a living.
Fortunately, she still had professional qualifications and work experience so it would not be difficult
for her to seek employment elsewhere.
Before she went job hunting, she typed out a resignation letter and sent it to Julian''s email.
Ding.
The email inbox blinked once. Julian clicked to open the new email.
His gaze deepened after screening through the contents.
This woman was actually resigning from her job!
Where would she go if she was not with him?
''Ho.'' Julian replied without the slightest hesitation.
Susan could not help feeling dejected upon seeing the reply. She typed swiftly, ''Reason?''
''No reason.''
Susan was infuriated. This man was too rude.Property ? N?velDrama.Org.
She typed away on the keyboard, producing loud clicking noises. "Even if you are my boss, you
don’t have the authority to not allow your employee to quit!"
''Try it if you can. Leave Lanyard Construction and I''ll see whichpany will still hire you.’
This was a in old threat.
Susan was so furious she almost threw away her mouse.
She typed while gnashing her teeth in anger. ''You''re shameless.''
''Thank you for thepliment.''
Susan red at the screen ferociously before she gave up the n to hunt for other jobs.
Julian had the ability to put his words into action.
This man also had the capability to turn words into reality.
It seemed that she could only abandon the n to seek other employment for the time being.
She refused to work in Lanyard Construction, yet she could not work elsewhere either.
Then, she could only attempt to take on part-time jobs.
After all, her savings now were far from sufficient. There was really nothing she could do in case her
brother''s disease was triggered and he needed money for treatment.
She must find a way to increase her savings.
Susan searched the web for rted information.
All of a sudden, a sentence of information leaped into her vision.
"Interior designpetition? One million dors as a reward for the first ce winner?" Susan''s
eyes lit up.
If she won first ce, would that not solve the problem with her brother''s treatment costs?
Susan clicked in to view more information. Thepetition was organized by the joint effort of a few
hugepanies, one of which was Lanyard Construction.
Thepetition was open to the public. The designer would need to submit his or her portfolio and
would qualify to join thepetition after verification.
Susan pulled out a set of blueprints that she was most satisfied with right away and uploaded the
file for her submission.
A few minutester, she was notified that she was qualified to take part in thepetition already.
Soon afterward, the design theme for the first round ofpetition appeared.
"Spring."
Susan read it softly.
The task was to produce an interior design based on the theme of ''spring''.
It was not considered a difficult theme. Susan soon began racking her brain for ideas.
At the Jenkins Corporation, Luke Jenkins checked his watch. He had an appointment with a client
this morning and it was about time for the appointment.
He called in the secretary to make some arrangements then Luke picked up a file and left.
He had just made his way to the door when he received a call from the client.
"Chairman Jenkins, I''m sorry. I have an emergency at home, so would it be okay for me to dy our
appointment?" said the client apologetically.
"It''s fine. Family is important. We can make another appointmentter on," said Luke gently.
He hung up the call and instructed the driver to drive back to thepany.
He had just arrived at the doorstep of the office when h e heard the conversation between the few
secretaries.
"What do you think? Is the case between Chairman Jenkins and that Susan for real?"
"The news is discussing it with precision and certainty, so it can''t be fake."
"Tsk tsk tsk. I didn''t expect a man like Chairman Jenkins to have fallen into the hands of a b*tch in
the past. Fortunately, he dumped that woman in the end."
"Generally, men will never reject women who deliver themselves to their doorstep. However, when it
comes to marrying them, it''s..."
The few people were chatting away passionately when one of them suddenly looked up to see Luke
standing at the door coincidentally.
"Chairman... Chairman Jenkins!" The person could not help stuttering.