Task NO.1: How To Pursue Miss CEO

She somehow had the feeling that she was what others would describe as a person in a relationship. The next morning, Selena sent Juniper to school later than usual because she woke up late. Then, yawning all the way, she arrived at work and Linda rushed to her the moment she walked into the office.

“Take a look at this, President Yard!” she exclaimed. Rubbing her eyes, she took the tablet PC from Linda’s hands listlessly and asked, “What is it?”

Suddenly, her eyes grew large in surprise. The jade bracelet! This is Mom’s jade bracelet! “What’s this about?”

“This is one of the items which will be auctioned off at the upcoming Royal Auction. I thought it seemed like your mother’s jade bracelet which you described to me before, so I want you to have a look at it.”

“Yes, it is. This is my mom’s jade bracelet!” she said in confirmation, trembling as she stared at the picture of the jade bracelet which she would never forget.

“Many have their eyes on this jade bracelet. It’s said to be worth a fortune and there are quite a few who want it from the auction!” Linda added.

So I was right, Selena thought. This bracelet is worth a fortune and it was Roland who had sold it. This was her mother’s favorite thing when she was alive and he actually sold it!

this auction,” she declared, determined to buy back her mother’s belongings. After taking another look at the bracelet, she asked, “Is there only one of it? Or is there only one

“There’s no information about that. It should be a pair, shouldn’t it? However, there would be a pair in the picture if

her jaw, Selena could only wait to

up his cell phone, he saw that there were no

that, a grin appeared on his face when he thought about the kiss last night; this was

be attending the charity auction this time, or should I ask

never attended any of such events,” Pierre replied with a

vice president then.” Then, he added, “Miss Yard is here. Your office was locked earlier and I didn’t have the

you say so earlier?” Pierre said and sprang up from his seat. Does he still want his

“Um… M-Miss Y-Yard—”

Pierre had already dashed

out when he opened