Chapter 687
“Fla?”
A gentle shout came from outside the washroom. Fia responded and wanted to continue speaking to Eileen, but
Eileen immediately found an excuse to hang up.
Fia was speechless. ‘What the h*ll?*
Why did she feel like Eileen was hiding something from her?
Fia smiled till she felt her face was hurting when she walked out of the washroom and had to face
Jason’s concern.
“Evans, I’m fine.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJason stared at her bloodshot eyes. “Don’t act tough in front of me. You clearly cried.”
Fia was speechless.
“Did Conrad bully you?”
Fia subconsciously shook her head. She did not intend to tell Jason about Britney being like Esme.
Her own matters had never had anything to do with Jason.
He had already helped her enough.
So she lied. “I had a little disagreement with him in terms of work. It’s quite normal.”
“He wasn’t satisfied with your designs?” Jason quickly asked.
Fia nodded. “Yeah.”
Since she had already lied, she might as well go with it.
Jason considered for a couple of seconds. “I have a classmate who established a new company and needs some
design drafts. If you have any suitable, you can give them to me. I’ll help pitch them to him.”
Fia was slightly stunned. “I’m sorry, I don’t have any drafts to pitch at the moment.”
She had some plain and simple ones, and they were prepared to be pitched to the company Eileen had helped her
pitch to the last time.
But she hadn’t found a way to contact them yet.
As for the dividends the company was paying her every month, it was just sending money and no one had
tried to contact her.
Till now, she didn’t even know what the company was called and if the person who accepted her drafts. was male
or female.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJason felt relieved. “It’s fine. For you to say so shows that Conrad still appreciates your drafts and I don’t have to
worry either.”
Fia nodded. “It’s normal to have disagreements at work. After all, everyone’s mind is different. However, he has
never looked down on my drafts.”
“Very well.” Jason suppressed the words in his heart of wanting to tell her that he liked her drafts very much and if
she was willing to give him all her design drafts, he would appreciate every piece of work and make every piece of
work into a dazzling product.
“I’ll return the phone to you.” Fia handed the phone back to him. “Later on, send me Lyn’s overseas. number.”
“Sure.”
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The two of them returned to the table. Fia’s coffee had turned cold. Jason was about to call for someone to get her
a new cup, but she immediately said. “There’s no need to change. Drinking it cold is not too bad either.”
Jason watched her drink it in one sitting and dug out a few milk candies from his suit pocket. “This is for you.”