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Chapter 7 Encountering Amber
Chapter 7 Encountering Amber
Chapter 7 Encountering Amber
She led her son into the lobby and got into the lift. Shannon, her female assistant, was waiting for her.
"I'm gonna leave Daniel to you and go to meet a client. Watch the kid for me and don't let him go anywhere."
"Got it, Ms. Brooks." Shannon was delighted to take it on.
She was happy to be with Daniel.
"Daniel, do you want some candy? I'll get you some." Shannon took two lollipops from the desk to lure him.
However, Daniel turned his face away. "I'm not a child anymore. I don't need a candy bar."
Was he not a child? Shannon tried not to laugh and looked at Daniel, who was undoubtedly a cute kid!
Freya went to her boss's office. Her boss was a frightfully capable and enterprising 40-year-old woman of a mixed race. Her name was Linda. Like Freya, Linda was a divorced single mother. Therefore, she took good care of Freya in the workplace and helped her a great deal in life.
Freya admired her so much and had the utmost respect for her.
As soon as Linda saw Freya, she looked at Freya with a serious face and said, "Freya, I've met your client. She is a married woman of means. She's extremely picky and a hard case. She's pretty demanding while the price she offers is higher than we expected. You have to be careful, because the company values this deal greatly."
"Rest assured! Leave it to me. I'm gonna pull this off," Freya said confidently.
She had to be confident in her work because she loved this job.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you then. She's waiting for you in conference room six."
"I don't know how to address the client."
"You just have to call her Mrs. Dawson," Linda answered.
As soon as Freya heard this, her chest instantly got tight and her heart stung fiercely. She wondered if the client was that Mrs. Dawson she had in mind!
No, it must not be her. Freya didn't want to see any of the Dawsons right now.
As Freya prayed in her heart, she arrived at the conference room six. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
The assistant who was designated to deliever drinks stood at the door. When she saw Freya coming, she opened the door for her.
Freya bit her lip, took a deep breath, and entered the door.
When she looked up at the elegant woman sitting on the sofa, her heart seemed to stop for a few seconds.
God! Freya still met the last person she wanted to see. It seemed to be bound to happen.
It was Amber.
Amber raised her eyebrows in some surprise when she saw Freya, and a smug and mocking smile played across her red lips. "It's really you. I thought I mistook your name."
As Freya looked at Amber's face, what happened four years ago was brought back so clearly to her mind. Back in the day, she was humiliated, trampled underfoot, banished, and set up.
Freya made fists with her hands at her side. She tried hard to repress the memory and swallow back the resentment as she thought of her son. There was no way she was capable of fighting with her enemies. All she wanted now was to live her life with her son.
Freya unclenched her fists and calmly walked up to Amber. "Hello, Mrs. Dawson, my name is Freya. I am the jewelry designer you designated. May I ask what can I do for you?"
That took Amber aback. She was astonished as her eyes were fixed on the calm expression on Freya's face. Amber, wearing delicate eyeliner and staring sharply at Freya, tried to read her irritation in her calm face.
"Well, the ex-Mrs. Dawson is now reduced to designing jewelry for me. Do you know why I want you to design jewelry for me? It's because Edgar is going to celebrate our fourth wedding anniversary. I got married to Edgar two months after you left. Does that surprise you?"
"Mrs. Dawson, do you have any special requests for the jewelry? Or how about letting me organize the whole thing?" Freya ignored her words and asked professionally.