Jonathan's expression was one of despair and agony. She turned her eyes away from him and continued speaking to Wooden Drucker:
"Oh, by the way, Wooden, I've thought about the personal caregiver position by your side. I've already resigned from my job and am ready to start working for you anytime!"
This was her only chance to get close to Wooden Drucker. If she didn't seize it now, she might never have another opportunity.
Wooden Drucker was very pleased to hear this, his voice filled with mirth.
"Then pack your things and I'll have my driver pick you up!"
"Okay…"
She replied, her hands trembling as she hung up the phone. Being Wooden Drucker's personal caregiver meant she would have to live at his house to be available at all times.
