Predestined Marriage

When they arrived at the marketing department, Vicky took Summer to the manager’s office.

The manager was a middle-aged bald man. When he saw Vicky, he smiled obsequiously.

“Miss Vicky, what are you doing here?”

Vicky crossed her arms and pointed at Summer, “This is the new market researcher. You teach her how to do the work and take care of her.”

Although she asked the manager to take care of Summer, she seemed to be cold to Summer.

The manager felt that he had grasped the key point and said, “I will take good ‘care’ of her.”

“Then I’m relieved.” Vicky glanced at Summer and then left.

Vicky’s words made the manager even more certain that he understood what she really meant.

“Goodbye, Miss Vicky!” The manager smiled and then looked at Summer seriously, “What’s your name?”

“Summer Jarrett.”

The manager sat down in his chair and sized Summer up.

“Your surname is Jarrett? What’s your relationship with the president?”

Summer was disgusted by his gaze and said coldly, “Just acquaintances.”

The manager was obviously a flatterer and idiot. No wonder the Jarrett Group hadn’t made any progress in the past few years.

Just acquaintances? In other words, Summer wasn’t close to the Jarretts.

The manager, who thought he had figured it out, smiled dirtily, “Do your bit, and I’ll make it worth your while.”

He deliberately emphasized the word “do”, which disgusted Summer.

But she didn’t say anything and was led to her desk.

After a brief introduction, she sat down and felt the gaze of her colleagues.

They were curious about such a beautiful women led here by Miss Vicky.

she took a picture and sent

working in

your title? Vice general

Summer texted, “Market researcher.”

don’t you be my assistant? I’ll pay you

Summer laughed.

could Jessica pay an assistant

and said, “Summer, the manager asked you to go to his office. He has something

“Alright, I’ll go

her a look, indicating that the manager had

all. She knew that the manager

Moreover, she was prepared.

…

the door

I have just sorted

be that

reached out for

said, “Don’t leave in a

withdraw her hand, but the manager grabbed it and said, “Sit

go of

he had given her enough

expression darkened. He forcefully pulled Summer towards him, with his other arm around her waist, “You heard what Miss Vicky said earlier.

Summer smiled at him and put her hand into her

felt numb all over and

gun, Summer stepped on the manager’s

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colleagues were all surprised when they saw that Summer came out

smiled

as she sat down, her phone

number was a

would meet the person every day, she picked up the

suddenly regretted having said that he was Douglas back

was Leonardo, those interesting

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