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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 113

I stay up all night thinking about how to make four million dollars as fast as I could.

The more I think, the more desperate I feel.

I couldn’t really have stayed with Frances Louis for so long. When I am fifty-seven, he would dislike me being old and wrinkled. I just hope one day he would get tired of looking at me and tell me to fuck off!

I go downstairs with dark circles under my eyes. I have a bad appetite during my period, so I just drink a glass of milk and prepare to go to work.

While I am changing my shoes in the hallway, Frances Louis comes downstairs, his face as cold as ever.

This man, in addition to talk dirty jokes, is usually serious and terrible!

Otherwise how would I think of this man as a beast in clothes!

“Where are you going?”

Frances Louis says lightly, apparently speaking to me.

“Go to work.” I roll my eyes.

He asks me while knowing the answer!

As a poor civilian, what else can I do besides go to work?!

“Go after you have breakfast.”

“No. I will be late for work, and I have drunk a glass of milk.”

I only wanted to have a glass of milk before I leave, so I didn't get down early. It's already eight o 'clock, I can’t catch the bus if I don’t leave now.

“Sit down and have breakfast. I will drive you to work later.” Frances Louis says sternly.

Money is the boss! I dare not offend him because I owe him so much money, so I go back to the table for breakfast.

Since he will drive me to work, I am in no hurry.

Betty sits beside and laughs, “Lady Jane wouldn’t listen to me no matter how I try to persuade her. Sir, you just said one sentence and she sit down to have breakfast.”

Of course, Betty doesn't understand my grievance. I don’t want to waste my time to explain to her, so I lower my head to eat my food.

Betty's not good at cooking, but the porridge she made is delicious. The pickles are bought outside, which taste good.

“Don’t eat that.”

Frances Louis says coldly and takes the salad away from me.

Why?!

My fork has already poked at it and he doesn’t allow me to eat!

What’s more, he doesn’t eat it, either!

I feel angry, so I give up eating more, just eat one more bun and finish the porridge. Then I sit on the sofa waiting for this big boss to send me to the company after breakfast.

Soon, Frances Louis finishes his breakfast and walks out together with me.

Before leaving the house, I hear Betty muttering to herself, “How careful master is!”

Careful?

Why he is careful?

I turn my head and look at his iceberg face, secretly despise him thousands of times.

As we approach the company, I ask Frances Louis to stop and say I would walk by myself.

I have already become eye-catching in the company, and I don't want to be the target of another criticism by taking Frances Louis’s car to work.

“Go home early.”

He says and drives away.

I check the time. There are only a few minutes to be late, so I quicken my pace and head for the office.

Probably because she framed me yesterday, Nicole Snow doesn’t bother me today for the first time. After I finish my office work, I begin to work on the unfinished drawings.

In the end, when it comes to the middle jewel on the belt, I'm stuck with how to choose the color.

Ruby is noble, but it doesn’t go with the ice-blue bottom color.

If I used black, it will be a little dark, and the whole belt will appear to be cold and distant.

But with diamonds, it will attract all the attention and eclipsed the belt itself.

No matter what color or material I used, I couldn't get the result I want.

I really can’t come up with any good ideas. So, I find the business card and call Donny.

Of course, to keep a low profile and not be a target again, I go to the tea room to make the phone call.

Quickly, the phone is got through.

“Hello Donny, I'm Jane Noyes from the Song Group. I wonder if you remember me?” I say politely.

“Of course, I must be impressed with such a gorgeous and talented beauty.” Donny jokes.

His words make me embarrassed. I continue, “If it’s convenient for you, I'd like to have a meet with you to discuss some problems I met for my design. Do you have time?”

“I'm out now and I'll be home in about two hours. Come and see me.”

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