Kristin stood up, her expression freezing up.
"Sorry, I am late" She quickly disappeared like a thief.
She did not dare to open the door and walk out of her room. She leaned herself against the door, trying to hear if there was any movement outside the room. She planned not to leave the bedroom until Jenson was gone.
Kristin and Elsie went to Sawyer group and dealt with the paperwork the entire morning. Finally, the height of the documents was decreased by a third. She stretched and looked at the time – it was already lunch hour.
"Let's go for lunch, Kristin."
"I am fine." Kristin said.
"Come on! I never visited Sawyer group canteen." Elsie dragged Kristin to the canteen.
The atmosphere at the canteen was different from usual, but Kristin was oblivious.
After taking the food, she saw Jenson eating at a table just as she sat down.
'What the heck? Why the President have lunch in his own company?' She wanted to disappear into thin air as soon as she recalled the events from the morning.
Jenson was enjoying his lunch slowly, but he stood out among the crowd.
"Why is President Sawyer here?" Elsie asked, surprised.
Kristin didn't even lifted her head and finished her meal as quickly as possible.
Just as she put the dishes away, she met him.
Speak of the devil.
"Hello, President Sawyer." Elsie greeted with a charming smile while Jenson nodded his head little.
At that moment, the elevator arrived. Kristin wanted to wait for the next one, but Elsie pulled her in.
As the three of them stood in the elevator, Kristin felt oppressed.
Please go faster, she prayed internally as the elevator ascended.
Finally, when they reached their floor, Kristin pulled Elsie out almost immediately.
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Sunlight poured through the French windows and shone on Jenson's face in a meeting room on the top floor, making his facial features even more attractive.
"Mr. Jenson, your coffee is here." Nancy put the coffee down. She glanced at his laptop screen without meaning to and froze.
"Are you looking at the surveillance cameras, Mr. Jenson?"
He closed the window without even looking at her.
"I'm just checking some stuff."
Jenson dared not pursue the topic further and walked out in a daze. It seems to be… the design department on level twenty-seven. What was Mr. Jenson looking at?
After two hours Kristin left the Sawyer group and decided to do some shopping. She headed to the shoe section and went into one of the shops.
"Miss, what kind of design do you have in mind? This pair of shoes was flown in from Italy a few days ago. I believe they will suit you well."
Kristin glanced at the pair of shoes in the display cabinet while the salesperson continued, "Miss, with your elegance, I'm sure you can carry the shoes well!"
Kristin raised her brows as she was indeed attracted by that pair of high heels.
They were bright red in color and there was a unique design around the ankles. It was very artistic and was obviously designed by a well-known designer.
"Wow, how gorgeous!" A light voice interrupted the salesperson. "I saw this during the previous fashion show. The famous designer Shelly designed it. I noticed the high heels when Opina had them on and wanted to buy them ever since. I have never dreamt to see them in city!
Kristin froze when she heard that voice. True enough, Janice walked into the store with two socialites behind her. Kristin met those ladies before. They were Janice's friends and they often teased her.
Kristin frowned and instinctively wanted to leave. But Janice wouldn't let her do so. The woman exclaimed in surprise as if she had just noticed Kristin. "Kristin, you're here to shop too?"
Janice came over and grabbed onto her arm. "Kristin, are you busy recently? Why didn't you come home to visit us?"
Kristin smiled, "Long time no see. You're shopping with your friends?" Her lips twitched as she looked at Janice and her two friends. One of them is Anna, but who is the other one? Right, she's Olivia.
Kristin nodded. "Since you're shopping, I won't disturb you."
Janice pulled her hand. "Are you still mad at me? I know Tyler and I had wronged you but it had been ages since that happened. No matter what, we're still sisters. Nothing will change that fact." Janice seemed sorrowful when she said that. "You haven't been home in a while. Mom and dad are worried about you. Even if you're upset at me, you should still visit them once in a while."