Chapter 89
Chapter 89 Reject Coalition
Jean had to only stay put for a few minutes before a loud voice boomed from the room, “Scram.”
Brittany was weeping as she fled. Jean was impatient as she knocked on the door and waited for a few
seconds before stepping in.
The office was simple and monochromatic; Xander was seated on his leather reclining seat. As he took
off his sses, his expression was seemingly gloomy, and one could feel the frigid atmosphere in the
room.
Jean calmly marched to him and waited for her fate. She kept her silence as Xander attempted to
readjust his emotions and put on a bright smile, “You have not changed at all, nothing is too much for
you.”
The difference between Jean now and Jean of the past was that she was the daughter of a well-off
family. Now, her only identity was the ex-wife of Edgar Royden and who had nothing left.Xander’s point
was like a cotton with a de hidden within; it sounded innocent but could had deeper meanings to it
Jean got straight to the point, “Mr. Xander, how are you going to punish me?”
“Punish?” Xander shook his head with a helpless expression, “You are Ms. Weller’s intern and have
special rtionships with the special judges, if I were to punish you I might as well as tender my
resignation tomorrow.”
Jean did not change her emotionless expression.
As though Xander could read her thoughts, he continued, “Well I wanted to get back to you, what do
you think about us cooperating?”
“No.” Jean was quick to reject, “Why should I trust you just based on your statement that you wanted
revenge against Edgar? What if you’re a spy from him?”
After Xander had finished his doctorate, he started handling his family business.
Jean had heard this piece of information from her father.
However, after Xander started handling his family business, it did not seem to develop well and in fact
stumbled upon some problems.
Would Edgar happen to be the source of those problems?Jean kept silent as her mind raced through
several scenarios, however she ended up with the same conclusion.
“I guess you must have applied to be a trainer after knowing that I am currently an intern at MON & Co.
I definitely can’t ept attention from Mr. Quade.”
Jean continued calmly and yet bluntly, “Most importantly, I do not trust you.”
“Hmm…”
Xander’s facial expression turned frosty.
He responded with a sharp gaze, “Do you think you can afford to negotiate with me?”
“Don’t you feel that Edgar must be plotting something when he sent you into MON & Co.? He was
going to y with your dreams and your life, then …”
“Yeah.”
Jean chuckled as her expression softened.
Yet, there was an indescribable, seemingly detached frost within her eyes that betrayed her emotions.
“I know that he wanted to toy and destroy my life, to demonstrate that his words can determine my life.”
Jean clearly enunciated every word. “So what? I needed this chance to survive.”Xander was stumped.
Gone was the spoilt and gentledy from a well-off family. Instead, what was here was a rose that had
struggled in a desert – it may have not blossomed, but it was already full of thorns.
“For someone born with a silver spoon, I advise you not to get involved in this situation. At the end of
the day, I will destroy Edgar myself, you better not get in my way.”
After Jean finished her statement, she left the room.
As Xander hear the sound of footsteps softening, a smile appeared on his face, “Interesting…”
There were five more minutes before the end of thepetition.All of the interns were gathered in the
meeting room. However, most of the candidates were missing as only the top twenty would make it to
the next round.
Lots of them had left the venue as they knew they were far from being in the top twenty.
Therge screen was projecting the top twenty candidates and sales figure.
Most of the names stayed frozen, apart from Jean.
Her sales were still ongoing!
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People were starting to question, “Just how many nes does she have? She has sold a ton of it”
“This sales figure is remarkable!”
Sally went forward curiously, “Hey Jean, honestly speaking, how much do you have?”
“I am not sure, maybe a few thousand of them?”
“Few thousand…” Sally could not digest the info. She could only look at Jean with much envy. Her
situation was now precarious as she was the 20th.
Ken was the 19th, one position ahead of her.Ken attempted to move forward and gathered all his
courage to ask, “May I know if anyone’s sitting here?”
Jean waved her hand, “The seat’s not taken.”
After Ken sat down, he squeezed all of his creative juices to initiate a conversation with Jean,
however all of the opening statements he had nned for was gone from his mind the moment he sat
beside Jean.
All that he could gather was the unblemished face and the butter like skin of hers… And…
Ken gathered his breath, what on earth was he thinking!
He was here to pick her brains, he should not get distracted.”Last five seconds.”
With thest chime, Jean’s figures froze with a final count of one thousand, three hundred and eighty
pieces; her sales were twice the amount of the second candidate.
Hansen held the results in his hands as he announced, “Jean, congrattions. As part ofing first,
you will directly qualify to be a designer at MON & Co. Whether you want to participate in the finals is
your choice.”
All attention and gazes were ced on Jean at that point.
Everyone was envious of her.
Given that such benefits were not announced previously, Jean was also taken aback as she enquired,
“May I know why?”
“Excuse me?” Hansen was likewise shocked, but he recouped, “It was part of Mr. Royden’s request.
We agree with his decision.”
Jean did not listen to thest sentence.
She only perceived the single statement – it was Edgar’s decision for her to stay.