Chapter 271


    Mia was a blur as she walked out of Lucas'' office room and bumped into a man walking toward her.


    "I’m sorry, I’m sorry." Mia instantly came back to her senses.


    She was remorseful because only a man could elicit such a response from her.


    "Not a problem." This gentleman had an elegant charisma and a clear, attractive voice.


    This man is a godsend! Since when he came to Imperia without Mia noticing, although she was


    someone who could quickly find out?


    "Mister, are you looking for Mr. Quincy?" Judging from his direction, it appeared he was heading for Mr.


    Quincy''s office room. Besides, there were only two rooms on this floor, Noah''s and Lucas''s.


    When the man nodded in affirmative, Mia eagerly directed him to Noah''s office room.


    When she arrived at the door, she met Lisa, Noah''s secretary. She came hurrying out of the washroom


    with a stressed look, but she was thankful to Mia for her help.


    "Mr. Quincy, Mr. Sce has arrived." Lisa knocked on the door.


    "Come in." Noah''s response was quick.


    Rowan Sce nodded. It seemed Rowan stopped the moment he stepped forward, staring at the


    exposed part of Mia''s arm.


    The tattoo was barely half visible, simr to the Sce family badge.


    Rowan wanted to go on to take a closer look at the tattoo. But at that moment, Mia was drawn to her


    back, and that person had a cold look that was simr to Noah''s.


    "Mr. Sce, would you mind?" Noah made no secret of his somber mood. His look revealed that he


    would kick Rowan out if he did note in.


    He paused briefly before finally walking into Noah''s office room with a grin.


    Nevertheless, Mia lowered her head when Lucas stared at her.


    "Are you free, aren’t you?" Lucas asked in a cold voice.


    Mia instantly shook her head and ran to her office room.


    She lifted her arm, revealing the tattoo in its entirety. Originally it was a scald scar, but she turned it into


    a tattoo after realizing it was ugly.


    The tattoo was a design derived from the burn mark, and ording to the tattoo artist, it looked good,


    to which Mia agreed.


    Mia did not know why she had the burn mark, but her parents told her that she had the scald when she


    was born. But they never disclose what caused the burn mark.


    Mia had a talkative grandmother. She told her how they used toe from an impoverished family.


    They worked hard to earn money after her grandfather became ill, but medical expenses were not


    affordable.


    When Mia was born, it was when the rent was due. Since then, the owner has not renewed the rent,


    and they were kicked out.


    ording to Mia''s grandmother, it thundered and rained the day she was born. Her mother fell to the


    ground when her amniotic fluid broke. A good Samaritan had extended a helping hand, and Mia was


    born withoutplication.


    Since Mia was born, her grandfather''s illness recovered, and her father''s business improved. Their


    living was better since then. For this reason, Mia was considered the lucky star in the family. She was


    then pampered as their favorite baby.


    The man''s reaction made her imagine that she could have been a rich woman. If that was the case,


    she was superfluous to work.


    No, she could not betray her beloved family because they had treated her well.


    Mia was happy about it, rolling on the couch as she thought about it.


    "What are you doing, Ms. Parker?" Lisa wanted to thank her, but she met with Mia''s unusual sillyugh.


    Mia stood up immediately and gave a wee smile, “What can I do for you, Ms. Lisa?”


    "I wanted to thank you. I was screwed if you''re not there just now." At that moment, Lisa handed Mia a


    cup of coffee.


    "It was a coincidence. I don’t deserve a thank you for that." Replied Mia with a smile.


    "Oh yes. Will you be apanying Mr. Lucas to the charity dinner?" Lisa was a specially selected


    secretary who worked for Mr. Quincy. She would apany him to the charity dinner.


    Mia nodded. She was the only one who apanied Mr. Lucas to various events because he disliked


    many people around him.


    "You remember? I admired the gown you wore to Mr. Roger Hann''s birthday dinner thest time you


    were there with Mr. Quincy. When I’m free to visit the tailor, the overwhelming order urged me several


    monthster."


    "It''s always busy at the LM Boutique. I''m sure you will not be able to get your gown in time if you ce


    your order now."


    "That''s the reason I came here. Can I ask you a favor? Will you help me get a ready-made gown at the


    LM Boutique? You know Mr. Quincy is very particr. I need to wear something nice, or he''ll lose face,


    and I could get fired."


    Lisa held Mia in her arms while she talked to her.


    "It''s just the right time. I’m going there to get my gown now, and you cane with me. But I can not


    promise anything." Mia had a good rtionship with the other secretaries, especially Lisa. Sometimes


    they helped each other.


    In return, Mia volunteered to help her.


    "You are the best, Mia!" Lisa hugged and kissed Mia.


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    "Stop it!" The door suddenly opened.


    They were both stunned for a moment and looked at Lucas with his face darkened.


    "I’m sorry, I’m going off now." Lisa nced at Lucas and winked at Mia before slipping away.


    “You have something for me, Mr. Lucas?” Mia stood up and asked politely.


    Lucas stopped his stare at her face for a few seconds. He then turned around and left without


    speaking.


    Mia was ambiguous in it, and she touched her nose. She and Lisa rushed to LM Boutique after work.


    Madeline was in the boutique by the time they reached.


    "Hi, Mia. Are you here to pick up your gown?" Madeline greeted Mia eagerly.


    "Yes. I''d like to get ready early because the charity dinner is the day after tomorrow." Mia nodded with a


    smile on her face.


    "How do you know Mrs. Quincy?" Lisa was surprised.


    "Well, a good friend of Mrs. Quincy happened to be my friend in elementary school. When Mrs. Quincy


    came back from overseas, we met a few times. She''s a very nice person."


    "Hi, Mrs. Quincy. I am Lisa, Mr. Quincy''s secretary." Lisa greeted Madeline in a friendly manner.


    "Is Noah in the office?" Madeline asked with a slight nod.


    "Yes, Mr. Quincy is in his office. He did not go out." Lisa made a stern face, for she wished Mrs. Quincy


    would not misunderstand that there was something between Mr. Quincy and her. It could cost her


    dearly.


    "Has he taken dinner?" Madeline checked her watch and found that it was 7:30 pm.


    "No...I think." Lisa thought that Mrs. Quincy would like to invite Noah to dinner.


    “It fell on his deaf ears again.” Madeline sighed.


    "Mr. Quincy skips dinner when he is busy with work. It would be better if Mrs. Quincy brought him


    something to eat, or he might get an upset stomach."After a few past experiences, Lisa realized she


    might benefit if Mr. Quincy got more opportunities to see his wife.