President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 246

How long did I want to escape?

I looked at Murray.

He was asking me. I was asking myself.

Yeah.

I didn’t speak and Murray went on, “York is the city with the deepest American culture and the best development. Even if you develop well elsewhere, you are not successful. You can meet more people in York.” He paused. “Of course, if you plan to stay in Sceaux for a lifetime, I won’t force you.”

Although Murray said he would not force me, I saw his disappointment.

I knew as my master, Murray wanted me to be better.

I gave up everything to learn from him in the hope that I would be better.

And I hadn’t thought of Sean for five years.

I thought I had forgotten him.

I hesitated for a moment and told Murray, “master, I’m going to take over this project. I will reply later.”

“Have you decided?” Murray was a little surprised when he heard me.

He didn’t seem to expect me to make a decision so quickly.

“Yes.” I stood up and smiled at him, “this is a rare opportunity. I can’t give up the future because of the past.”

After that, I went out and replied to the company in York.

We made an appointment. The next day I set out.

This time I went there alone and was busy with my work. I didn’t have time to take care of Lester, so I left Lester in sceaux and asked Murray to take care of him.

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When I arrived at the airport, David, the manager in charge of this private club project, came to meet me in person.

He had been in touch with me.

He had booked a hotel for me. He picked me up and sent me straight to the hotel.

In the lobby of the hotel, David said to me, “Miss Jones, the investor is very concerned about this project. When he knew that you are here, he asked me to take you to the construction site in the afternoon. If there is no problem, we will sign the contract today and tomorrow at the latest.”

“It’s too fast.” I frowned.

To be honest, I had taken over many projects before.

I hadn’t seen such an impatient investor.

David seemed afraid that I would regret it. He said quickly, “it’s not fast. If we don’t speed up the pace, green plants may have to wait until next year to be planted, so the investor will have to pay more.”

He was right.

York was different from the Carson City.

York’s winter came early and was much colder and drier, so the trees and cultivation time here were different.

I had to take the time to prepare in advance.

I thought about it and nodded, “OK, let’s go this afternoon.”

It was September. The climate of York and the Carson City was similar.

So I put down my luggage and went to the construction site by car with David.

The construction site was a little far from my hotel. It took us about an hour and a half to get there by car.

When I looked at a large area of open space in front of me, I couldn’t help but wonder, “are we going to build a personal club on this land?”

“Yes.” David nodded and proudly said, “our investor is very rich. We don’t need to worry about funding for this project.”

I looked around. To be honest, this site was really a bit desolate. There was almost nothing except forest.

Thinking about this one and a half hour drive, I asked, “how can I come here later?”

David seemed to have guessed I was going to ask him. He said proudly, “don’t worry! The investor said that he would let a car follow you. If you want to go anywhere, just call.”

“OK...”

He was really rich.

He cared about a designer.

It was enough to show that the investor attached great importance to the project.

I asked David a few questions and wandered around the construction site.

I had to design such a large construction site as a club. I couldn’t help feeling that I made the right choice.

This project could definitely improve my ability.

After watching the construction site, I followed David to his company, York Architecture and Landscape Design Institute. It was York’s largest architectural and landscape design company.

I knew about this company before I left York.

It had its own designers and construction teams.

I was relieved to sign a contract with them.

When I got there, Dean Mr. Lopez came to see me in person. I met with the Construction Department of this project and several other important leaders. I looked at the contract carefully and confirmed the construction period and compensation. They were very reasonable so I signed the contract.

When I signed the contract, Mr. Lopez held my hand and said, “Miss Carter, welcome to this project.”

“Thank you.”

I smiled.

Mr. Lopez said he would arrange an assistant for me, but I refused.

Because I was used to working alone.

After signing the contract, I was going back to the hotel.

But as soon as I got to the door of their company, I got a call from David.

He said the investor wanted to invite the project team to dinner and then he added, “Miss Jones, you are our designer. Please be sure to attend.”

I knew that because I was the apprentice of the successor of Traditional Design Gang, they respected me.

But now that I had taken over this project, I would probably work with York many times in the future. I had to get on well with David’s company and the investor.

I thought for a while and agreed.

David said he would pick me up at 7 p.m.

When I got back to the hotel, I had about an hour left. I took a bath and put on light makeup. I curled up my hair and put on a purple skirt.

I sprayed a little perfume.

When I was ready, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in the mirror.

In the past five years, I had not only repaired the skin on my face, but also had a facelift.

Now I almost didn’t look like I used to.

Now I was used to keeping my voice down and being more gentle when I spoke. My voice was not the same as before.

When I got downstairs, David’s car had arrived.

He was surprised when he saw me. He opened the door for me and said, “Miss Jones, you are beautiful. You have both talent and beauty!”

David had been praising me.

I was used to it, so I just said, “thank you.”

We arrived at the restaurant in ten minutes.

David took me to the box.

As soon as I entered the box, I saw two acquaintances in it. One was the construction director of the project, and the other was Mr. Lopez of the Design Institute.

There was a chair that was empty.

It must be the investor.

I sat down and put my bag aside. The door of the box opened again.

A waiter came in and gestured. He said to the outside, “President Jessop, please come in.”