Chapter 1004 Send The Suit To Sean


    Vivian didn''t see J.


    Vivian and her team were deep in discussion about a recent public service project undertaken by


    the Larson Group, which was Vivian''s first major task since joining thepany. She took extra


    care in examining the documents provided by her colleagues and stumbled upon a ring w in


    the papers.


    "I''ve stressed that our public service endeavors should be conducted with the utmost formality. It''s


    best to invite official and serious media rather than letting these entertainment reporters in. Public


    service isn''t meant to be the subject of gossip news. That will only make our Larson Group look


    petty," Vivian said sternly, causing her colleagues to feel shocked and J to feel a sense of


    familiarity.


    Initially, J intended to greet Vivian, but before she had a chance, she overheard Vivian scolding


    her colleagues.


    "I don''t want to see this mistake repeated. Make the necessary fixes and then bring it back to me."


    Vivian tossed the papers back!


    J''s mind was in a whirl.


    Vivian''s words and actions were eerily simr to those of Charis!


    J took two steps back instinctively, a chill running down her spine. For a moment, she even


    thought that it was Charis speaking.


    Memories of the past flooded J''s mind; memories of Charis'' kind facade hiding a wicked heart.


    "You don''t look so good," Brandon said as he approached J.


    He ced a hand on her shoulder and asked, "What''s going on?"


    J stared nkly ahead. In a gentle voice, Brandon inquired, "You texted me earlier saying that


    you''d being here. Is everything okay?"


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    Snapping out of her reverie, J shook her head and forced a smile. "I''m here to deliver a suit to


    Sean. You said that you were in a meeting and wouldn''t have time to pick me up."


    J averted her gaze from Vivian. She was convincing herself that she was just daydreaming.


    Charis had passed away long ago and it was probably just a coincidence that she ran into a girl with


    simr mannerisms.


    "Where is Sean?" J''s expression returned to normal and she realized that Sean was nowhere


    to be found.


    Turning his head, Brandon replied, "He''sing. He must be busy sorting through documents after


    the meeting."


    As if on cue, Sean''s voice called out from a short distance away, "Mrs. Larson, what brings you here


    at this time?" Sean approached with a smile on his face.


    "I came to bring you this suit for tonight''s banquet. I figured I''d drop by and give it to you so you can


    try it on first," J said with a gentle smile, handing the suit to Sean and adding a reminder,


    "Please don''t bete!"


    Sean''s eyes widened in excitement. He ced the folder under his armpit and took the suit with


    enthusiasm. "I was a bit worried about what to wear. Mrs. Larson, you''re a lifesaver. This suit is


    perfect." Just as J was about to say something, she heard a cough. With a sour expression,


    Brandon wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close,


    "Sean, don''t speak nonsense." "Mr. Larson, I''ll be going now," Sean said with a sycophantic smile,


    helpless against Brandon''s jealousy.


    Despite the initial hup, Sean''s good mood remained as steady as a rock. He headed into the


    bathroom to try it on.


    J whispered to Brandon, "I designed Sean and Este''s outfits to match, like two peas in a pod.


    If Sean wears it, they''ll look like a match made in heaven."


    Brandon brushed off J''s words, but when Sean emerged, he couldn''t help but do a double-take.


    "Sean, you look absolutely dashing in that suit!" J gushed, her eyes practically popping out of


    her head.


    Sean was no stranger to formal attire, but in this particr outfit, he seemed to have undergone a


    complete transformation. He cut a debonair figure, exuding maturity and grace, catching the eye of


    everyone nearby.


    "Sean looks like a million bucks in that suit!"


    "I never would have pegged Sean as such a sophisticated gentleman." Several female coworkers


    tittered behind their hands.


    This was the first time Sean had garnered so much attention, and he couldn''t help feeling a little


    self-conscious.


    "You''re such a scatterbrain. Don''t you know how to tie a tie?" J chuckled, trying to straighten


    out Sean''s tie out of her habits as a designer.


    Brandon pulled J back. "Allow me."


    Feeling slightly awkward, Brandon approached Sean and helped him fix his tie.