- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 249 After leaving Lithern Club, Trevon drove straight to the Wilson Group.
When the car drove into the Wilson Group, he got out of the car and strode past the front desk directly. A loud female voice echoed in the huge hall. “Mr. Wilson.” Trevon looked at the front desk and nodded slightly at the employee who greeted him loudly and politely.
After Trevon entered the elevator, the other receptionist looked at the girl beside her as if she was a fool. “Why were you so loud: Mr. Wilson isn't deaf” Stella looked like nothing was wrong. “Didn't the Wilson Group’s employee manual say that we have to greet a superior warmly? Do you have to be so careful? Mr. Wilson isn’t that terrifying. Look at how scared you are. Besides, we didn’t do anything wrong.
If we lose our jobs by greeting him, this company wouldn't be able to survive for long. There'd be no point in staying When the other receptionist heard this, she shook her head helplessly. This innocent girl was too straightforward. “I really suspect that you're the daughter of a wealthy family and don’t know the hardships of commoners at all. You've been a receptionist for several years already. Why are you still here?” Most receptionists were also ambitious, but this girl particularly enjoyed being a receptionist. The manager had offered to help Stella transfer to the secretary department, but she never agreed to it. She only liked to work at the front desk. Her colleague couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with her or if she was weirdly attracted to working at the front desk Stella didn’t agree with her. There was more than one secretary in the secretary department. They would surely be scherming against each other. There were also things that she didn’t like and couldn't stand. She didn’t want to make things difficult for herself, nor did she want to change her worldview to cater to them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWorking as a receptionist was so nice. She only had to smile at the customers and her superiors every day. Wasn't smiling the right way to live? Why did she have to live such a complicated life? “That's because you don’t know the meaning of being a receptionist,” she said.
The other receptionist pressed. “Tell me what you've realized over the years then” Stella had a serious expression on her face as she showed her colleague a standard and professional smile. Her smile, showing eight snow-white upper teeth, was so dazzling that the other receptionist couldn’t help but feel a little awkward, “Smile, smile, and smile.” The other receptionist was speechless. She was sure that Stella had already lost her mind.
Trevon pushed the door open and walked into his father’s office. Meanwhile, Caleb was signing a document with his head down.
He thought that his secretary had entered without knocking and scolded coldly, “Are there no rules anymore?” Trevon smiled. “It's me. Dad, you've been working hard.” Hearing the voice of Trevon, who he had not seen for a long time, Caleb finished signing and put the pen back into the pen holder. He looked up at his son, who was standing in front of him, and noticed that his arm was no longer bandaged. Rachel had said that his son was seriously injured.
Now, didn’t seem to be that serious.
He was probably plotting something. Although Caleb never got to know his son very well, he knew he had always been scheming.
Caleb still asked with concern. ‘Is your arm healed?” Trevon reached out and looked at his palm. The scar was still there. It indeed did not look nice. “Yes, it's healed” Since he was all healed, Caleb didn’t stand on ceremony and instructed, “You can come back to work tomorrow then.” Trevon answered concisely. “Okay.” Caleb asked, “When are you planning to remarry so that your mother and | can visit Natalie's family?” Trevon pulled a chair out and sat opposite Caleb. “Not now. I'll tell you when | need you.” Caleb grunted, “Okay. Don’t wrong Natalie though, and don’t act foolishly again. It's not like she can only have you” Trevon replied immediately, “I know. But | can only have her.” This was the first time in so many years that the father and son had talked so much. They only did so because of Natalie. Caleb teased. “I thought you would only talk when you're old.” Trevon was not angry. He did find this atmosphere not bad either. Ever since Caleb was injured, Rachel and Caleb had never sat down and chatted with Trevon like this. They didn’t know what to do with their son, who had always been concise and cold- blooded, and could only let him roam free.
“With you and Grandpa's help, | have no choice but to talk.” Caleb did not say anything, but he couldn’t help smiling at Trevon’s words.
This was undeniable Theo had really put a lot of effort into Trevon’s love life. He was either teasing or encouraging him. If Trevon still couldn't get it right, Caleb was afraid that Theo would die of anger.
Then, Trevon said. “Ill bring them home tomorrow. If you want Jasper to stay in the Wilson's residence, I'll arrange for it.” Caleb said. “Yes, bring them over. Your grandfather and mother have been talking about it every day. They miss the boy quite a lot.” “Okay. I'm leaving” As soon as he finished speaking. Trevon got up, pushed the door open, and left. Caleb watched his son’s back as he left and was relieved that he had changed. He was finally not an emotionless robot anymore. He no longer looked so cold. He also spoke a lot more. Caleb muttered to himself. “It's all thanks to Natalie. He's so much warmer now. That's good.” When Trevon returned to his office, Jim followed him in. “Mr. Wilson.” “Shoot.” Jim stood in front of his desk. He stared at Trevon, who was standing in front of the French window, and reported, “Mr. Turner's qualification application has been blocked.” Joseph wanted to build a new research base in Athana. This was originally a good thing. For Athana, there were only benefits.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter all, the medical standards of Sapphire City were above that of Athana.
Now that the project was stuck, it could only be because Joseph was an outsider. Some people wanted to earn a sum of money from him and blocked his project deliberately. They were doing so because they didn’t know who he was. After all, Joseph was never in the habit of revealing his identity wherever he went.
Moreover, even if Joseph revealed his identity, some people might still be ignorant enough to not know who he was. They would still get in his way then.
Trevon paused for a few minutes before instructing Jim, who was behind him, “Give the officer responsible for this a call and tell him that | have shares in this project too. Ask him how much he needs to approve this project.” Jim thought to himself, “Would anyone in Athana dare to ask you for money? They would be courting death if they would” However, by doing so, Trevon would be announcing to the world that Joseph was one of his men. If anyone wanted to stall. the project, he or she would be going against Trevon However, Jim still responded, “Yes, I'll do it now,” Jim was as efficient as always, and doing it in the name of Trevon was indeed very easy. Jim passed on Trevon’s words directly.
As expected, the other party agreed readily and even said that they would guarantee efficiency in approving the project At the same time, in Grand Manor Joseph sat in front of the computer. The phone on the table rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was from an unknown number, but he still answered it. “Hello” The man on the other end of the line smiled obsequiously. “Oh, Mr. Turner, I'm really sorry. | didn’t know that you were working with Mr. Wilson on this project. How ignorant | was. I've already helped you complete all the procedures.” In just a few seconds, Joseph understood the whole story from the man’s words. He answered politely. “Thank you.” The man said, “No, no. | have to apologize to you, Mr. Turner. | hope you can help me put in a good word for Mr. Wilson. My subordinates were foolish enough to not submit the documents in time, which delayed your progress.” The man continued to flatter him with a smile. “Tll treat you and Mr. Wilson to make an official apology another day.” Joseph saw through his acts but did not expose him for it. This was the way of the world, so he did not find it strange. “I wouldn't dare to accept that. | invite you to come to act as a witness on the day my research institute opens.” “Of course It'd be my pleasure.” After saying a few words more, Joseph hung up. The polite exchanges on the surface could not be taken seriously. Besides, who knew if this man would still be in charge when the research institute was opened? After hanging up the phone, he gave Trevon a call immediately. “Looks like you can indeed make anything possible in Athana. If | had known earlier, | would have said your name directly. | wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble.” On the other end of the line, Trevon chuckled. Naturally, he understood Joseph's ridicule. “Isn't it because you didn’t want to reveal your identity and want to keep a low profile?” Joseph sneered. “I'm in your debt. Since my work here is already done, I'll go back to Sapphire City the day after tomorrow.
Trevon couldn't wait for Joseph to leave. “Alright. Have a safe trip then.” Joseph frowned. “Why does it sound weird coming from you?” Joseph, you are funny. I'm just saying goodbye. Don't think too badly of it” Then. Trevon changed the topic and said. “When do you plan to start work? I'll arrange for men here if you need them.” Joseph smiled. His deep and teasing voice came from the phone. “You've already announced that you have shares in this project. How can | still leave you out of this? Since you have shares, you naturally have to work too. Are you planning to make profits for free without working for it?” “I was just bluffing. If you don’t want to give me any shares, | would never interfere in it. However, if you insist on giving it to me. | can’t possibly turn you down Naturally, | would have to work hard for it too.” Joseph said. “You're playing the good man here. Even brothers have to settle accounts clearly. I'll get my lawyer to draft a contract and send it over.” Trevon accepted it shamelessly. Thank you. Joseph” Joseph had already hung up. He looked at the black screen of his phone and smiled helplessly. Trevon had truly racked his brain just to be tied to Natalie.