Linda didn't notice the change in Catherine and said, "Ms. Collins, do you think | should be brave for once? Even if he might turndown, | have to tell him how | feel about him." Catherine didn't answer him immediately.
Linda lowered her eyes and looked sad. "I just don't want to have any regrets. He's the first person | have ever felt this way about.” "I will give you a suggestion," Catherine said after thinking for a while, "Don't rush into anything. You can show him how good you are, but that doesn't mean you need to be good to him." Linda had just graduated and hadn't been in a relationship before. She didn't know what Catherine meant.
She looked at Catherine, "What does it mean?" Catherine said, "Finnley has had a lot of admirers in the company. | have already known a dozen of them and sof them are from rich families." Linda felt stressed.
Catherine smiled and said, "You know, even at this era, someone wrote him love letters, but he turned her down." "Show him how good | am?" Linda was confused, "But don't be good to him?" "If you treat him too well, he will find that you like him," Catherine said, "But if he doesn't feel the sway about you, he will distant himself from you. He's not the kind of guy who will keep women at suspense.” Linda got it.
She really got it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe was impressed by Catherine's wisdom. She was really wiser than her.
Awhile later, the car was stopped at the club.
Catherine knew that no matter how beautiful a woman was, she couldn't win the heart of someone who didn't like her.
That was just how things worked.
They got out of the car.
Catherine said to Linda, "Go see him, | will be outside.” The walls were made of glass.
"Okay." Linda knew that since Catherine was no longer the VP of the Marsh Group, Mr. Spinberg might mock at her if he saw her.
The environment here was good. This was a high-end club.
Mr. Spinberg had arrived early since he was meeting Ivan.
He chalf an hour early and brought two assistants.
Outside the meeting room, through the glass, Linda and Catherine could see three men inside.
The man sitting in the middle should be Mr. Spinberg.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was a fat man who didn't appear to be friendly at all.
Linda walked in and the faces of the three changed when they saw her.
"Mr. Spinberg! Mr. Marsh senthere on behalf of the Marsh Group." Linda didn't look scared at all and cut right to the point.
"Mr. Marsh got caught up in something and he couldn't get through to you, so he askedto tell you that he would meet you sother day." Mr. Spinberg looked at Linda up and down, and then, he stood up.
"What is your name?" he walked towards Linda as he asked.
Linda could see the obscenity in his eyes and she retreated. "My nis Linda, I'm Mr. Marsh's assistant.” "I thought his assistant was Finnley?" Mr. Spinberg smiled and touched her chin, "Who are you trying to fool here?" "Mr. Spinberg, please mind yourself." Linda took another step back.
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