Chapter 269


    Chapter 269 Donahue Falls in Love


    At one o’clock in the middle of the night, J finally finished half of the essay on personal reflection.


    She wrote until her head was dizzy, and when she looked at it with a sad


    face, it was full of “I have already deeply recognized my mistake“, “I am really


    wrong“, and “I promise I will never do it again“.


    She felt dull when she read it herself.


    J did not intend to make things difficult for herself anymore. She pushed


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    away the pieces of paper and went to bed.


    Donahue knew how “good” she was at admitting her mistakes. He


    probably didn’t expect her to really submit the essay of the personal reflection on time. He just wanted t


    o find something for her to do so that she wouldn’t


    think too much about it. She couldn’t return home before she recovered from


    her injuries.


    Thinking of this, J fell asleep.


    The next morning, a servant came to wake J up and handed her a


    packaged gift box.


    “This is what Mr. Beacher asked me to give you. He said you can use it.”


    J had just woken up, and her mind had not yet cleared up. She raised her


    chin and asked the servant to put it aside.


    She washed up and ate with a dizzy head. J remembered the essay and


    instantly woke up a lot.


    She opened her phone. Fortunately, Donahue did note to check the


    progress of her essay.


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    She simply put down the piece of paper for the time being.


    Anyway, as long as she submitted it, Donahue would not punish her for such


    a small matter.


    J was full of confidence. She put away the piece of paper carefully on her bedside table


    and then turned on theputer to check the work emails.


    The first letter was sent by the designer of the jewelrypany.


    J was in a good mood. Compared with writing an essay, she preferred to


    handle work.


    However, when she opened the email and read it, her face became gloomy.


    Nathaniel had been eyeing herpany covetously, and her own employees dragged her down. As th


    e boss, she had to be punished by Donahue. J


    was so upset.


    Taking out her mobile phone, J dialed the number of the designer.


    It was still night in the country. Although J had just gotten up and received


    it, the designer should have just sent it at night.


    When the designer picked up the call, he yawned and called, “Ms. Longfellow? Are you awake?”


    “Are you going to sleep?” J was annoyed.


    “Yes… Ms. Longfellow, have you seen the design? How is it?”


    Normally, J might have been respectful to the


    designer, but today, she said straightforwardly, “You want me to be satisfied with a pile of trash? This ki


    nd of design has long been out of fashion in the country. Don’t you know?”


    When the designer heard this, he woke up and quickly said, “No, Ms.


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    Longfellow! I’ve been doing it for a few days!”


    J sneered, “Your painting skills are not bad. The design element is also the currently


    popr element, but the design is already eliminated from the market in domestic jewelry brands. Do y


    ou think there is a chance to stand


    out?


    “Tell me, is this design better than your previous ones?” she said stemly.


    The designer was about to cry.


    He also did not expect that J would know so much about fashion. This time, he imitated the domest


    ic style, but he did something innovative. He did


    not expect J to see it at a nce.


    The designer hurriedly said, “Ms. Longfellow, I was wrong. I will revise it now.


    I won’t sleep!”


    “It’s none of my business, but remember, if you hand in a design draft like this again next


    time, bear the consequences yourself!” J said coldly.


    After that, she hung up the phone.


    The designer held his phone and gasped for breath as if he had just survived


    a disaster.


    Looking at the rejected email, he wanted to cry but had no tears.


    Although his work this time was a little perfunctory, it was not to the point


    where it was useless.


    It could only be said that J’s requirements were really high.


    It was really difficult tobine popr elements with traditional styles.


    “It’s so hard…” The designer grumbled as he opened the software and


    prepared to draw a new draft.


    Get Bot


    Halfway through the drawing, the designer pinched the space between his


    eyebrows with a headache.


    He often got his work returned. Although J was easygoing, her


    requirements for the work were extremely high.


    The only designer that could meet J’s requirements was probably…


    Yvette Bayler.


    Yvette was an internationally renowned designer. She was a very famous


    designer in jewelry design.


    J would only be satisfied with Yvette’s designs.


    After sighing a few times, the designer continued to work as if he had


    epted his fate.


    J put down the phone and found the gem that Donahue had given her.


    When J looked at the natural and expensive stones, her anger subsided


    a little.


    As for what Donahue punished her for writing an essay…


    J didn’t care about it anymore and feltfortable.


    Did Donahue want her to write an essay to punish her? Of course not! That


    was all for her own good!


    This time, she was indeed impulsive. She was not tactful enough when


    dealing with people.


    J knew all of this, but she could not write it out or change it.


    J rolled her eyes.


    She quickly and carefully took out her essay to add those lines.


    After thepletion of the essay, J let out a long sigh of relief when she


    saw that there were no more than a thousand words. She felt proud.


    Perfect!


    After putting the essay away, J touched the box that Beacher had sent


    over. It was the size of a notebook. She had asked Beacher to send her


    digital panel?


    She quickly opened it.


    Sure enough, it was the digital panel that she often used.


    J gave Beacher a thumbs up in her heart. Sometimes, Beacher was


    reliable.


    If she only relied on her designers, she thought she would never obtain a design that could make her s


    atisfied.


    It was better for her to do it herself.


    Moreover, she had been anxious recently. She could also calm her mind by


    drawing the designs.


    J took the morganite that Donahue gave her as the prototype and began


    to draw the designs.


    The materials given by Donahue were to be made into jewelry. She was


    worried and reluctant to give them to others. She knew she should design it


    herself.


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    While she was drawing, she was distracted,


    Last time, when Donahue gave her the


    gems, it seemed like he had someone he liked, but he was just too embarrassed to tell her.


    It just so happened that the next productunch conference was about Valentine’s Day.


    J’s eyes lit up, and the tip of the pen in her hand turned.


    She would design a pair of couple pieces of jewelry for Donahue.