Chapter 1196


    Just as she had guessed, Jepherson stood up from his desk and made his way towards the


    restroom. He reached out to open the door but frowned when he realized that the door was locked.


    He knocked on the door and called out, "Raeleigh..."


    Raeleigh quickly washed her hands as she kept an eye on the door. After drying her hands, she


    then walked towards the door and opened it, only to find Jepherson standing outside. He briefly


    looked inside the restroom before asking, "Are you done?"


    "Yes." Raeleigh turned around to leave. Jepherson suddenly asked, "Did you lock the door?"


    Raeleigh ignored him and continued to walk out. Jepherson turned around to look at her and


    instructed her. "Stay here. You are not allowed to leave."


    Then, Jepherson turned around and entered the restroom. After he entered, Raeleigh turned


    around and looked at the closed door for a while. She contemted making an escape when she


    arrived at the door that led out of the office. Jepherson''s voice boomed, "Didn''t you promised me


    not to leave?"


    Raeleigh stopped and turned around to look at Jepherson who had emerged from the restroom. He


    was standing at the door and was looking displeased. He sounded like a child who was throwing a


    tantrum.


    Jepherson did not seem angry. Instead, he looked like he was slightly amused with the situation.


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    Raeleigh frowned and thought about making her great escape. She wondered whether she would


    make it out through the door before he could reach her. In the end, she dismissed the idea because


    she knew it would not work. After all, she still had to go past Stuart.


    Raeleigh finally made her way back and went over to the couch to sit down. She knew it was


    unwise of her to escape as she knew that Stuart would not let her pass.


    Once Raeleigh sat down, Jepherson went back into the restroom. As soon as he came back, he


    walked over to the couch and sat beside Raeleigh. He picked up the file and read it for a while. He


    then asked Raeleigh with his head still lowered, "This car is designed for men. Itcks


    sophistication. I want your opinion."


    "I have no opinions at all," Raeleigh said. Jepherson raised his head and took a look at Raeleigh


    before saying, "Since you think it''s fine, why don''t you design a new car for me?"


    Jepherson handed the documents to Raeleigh before he stood up to get a ss of water. Raeleigh


    immediately refused his offer.


    "I don''t want to coborate with another designer''s work. I hope you can understand."


    Jepherson drank the water, turned around, and looked at Raeleigh. He said, "Wait, do you mean


    from now on, you''re not going to design any cars for thepany?"


    "That''s not what I meant. However, when I signed the contract with thepany, it was not stated in


    the contract how often I am required to produce a design for thepany. I majored in designing


    and I only know how to design a certain part of the car. I can''t pinpoint what''s wrong with the overall


    design of the car. I think the exterior looks perfect."


    "You''re saying that there is nothing I can do to make you produce any design even though we have


    signed an agreement?" Jepherson looked at her as he waited for a reasonable answer. She sat


    quietly on the couch, and refused to answer. It was indeed the message she wanted to deliver, but


    she couldn''t say that out loud.


    In the end, Jepherson could no longer stand it, so he said to Raeleigh, "Fine, if that''s what you


    want, but thepany will not hire you to do nothing."


    "I previously designed some cars for thepany and even helped thepany generate profit. I


    have no inspiration now. If you think that I cane up with a design now, then I have nothing to


    say."


    Jepherson did not answer. He stood for a while, before returning to his chair. He sat down and


    nced at the bodyguards. Then, he looked at Raeleigh. "I don''t care what you think. I want the


    company to perform well."


    He probably wanted her more than the performance of thepany.


    Jepherson frowned as he stared at Raeleigh. He was still waiting for her to speak. However, she


    appeared calm and remained silent for a long time. Judging by her looks, it seemed like she was


    implying, "You can do whatever you want. You may fire me if you do not like me. I''m fine with it. I


    don''t want toe back to this ce anyway."


    Jepherson leaned against the chair and called her. "Come here. Bring along the documents."


    Raeleigh nced at the document on the couch that belonged to Jepherson. He was the vice


    president of thepany. It wasn''t surprising for him to give her orders.


    Raeleigh got up to pick up the document. She walked over to Jepherson''s desk and ced the


    documents in front of him.


    Jepherson said to Raeleigh, "Come and put it next to me."


    Raeleigh stared at him for a moment and did as she was told.


    Jepherson reached out to pull Raeleigh''s hand, but she immediately hid her hand behind her and


    said, "If there''s nothing else, then I''ll sit on the couch."


    Raeleigh was not asking for Jepherson''s opinion. Instead, she was informing him. Raeleigh turned


    around and went back to the couch when she finished her sentence. She kept her eyes on the door


    as if she was nning to make her escape anytime.


    Jepherson remained seated and continued to work. He did not cause any trouble to her anymore for


    the rest of the day. When night fell, Jepherson asked Raeleigh, "Are you hungry?"


    "A little. Are you done with work?" Raeleigh wanted to head home, but she did not want to make it


    seem like she was eager to leave. She did not want Jepherson to cause her further trouble.


    "Yes. Let''s go, I''ll take you for dinner." Jepherson stood up and put on his coat before briefly tidying


    his desk. Raeleigh stood up and said while walking, "Just send me home. I don''t want to go out and


    eat. My grandmother will be worried if I go backte." "Alright then. I''ll apany you home to visit


    your grandmother," Jepherson said as he opened the door. All Raeleigh wanted was to go home.


    She did not say anything and allowed Jepherson to do whatever he wanted to do.


    She sat on one side after she got into the car. Jepherson was unhappy with the distance between


    them.


    On the way back to Raeleigh''s house, Jepherson informed the driver to make a detour to the


    grocery store so that he could buy some fruits. Once he was done, they continued the journey back


    to Raeleigh''s house. Raeleigh pretended to ignore him and did not speak for the rest of the journey.


    When they finally arrived at Raeleigh''s ce, Raeleigh looked outside the window and realized that


    Jepherson had no idea that she had moved out. They were at her previous residence.


    Raeleigh got out of the car and nced at Jepherson. She waited for him to take the fruits out of the


    car before walking away from the house. When Jepherson turned around, he saw Raeleigh trying to


    hail a taxi. It was not toote yet, so she managed to get a taxi. The taxi drove away quickly after


    she got into it.


    Jepherson looked at Stuart in surprise. It suddenly dawned on him that Raeleigh no longer lived


    here.


    "When did it happen?" Jepherson was furious. Stuart answered immediately, "Right around the time


    Cynthia got injured."


    "Why didn''t you tell me?"


    "We had just found out about it. Mr. Santiago did not know about it either and Serra did not say


    anything."


    Stuart was worried about Serra. He wondered why Serra had kept quiet about it. He was sure that


    Serra knew about her move.


    Raeleigh finally arrived home safely. When she got out of the car, she breathed a sigh of relief.


    Even if this ce was not as good as her previous residence, it was a ce of her own. It was


    definitely better than staying in someone else''s house.