Bonnie paused for a while. She subconsciously said with a suppressed voice, “You…didn’t get scolded?”
“Why should I get scolded? I did nothing wrong.”
Bethan picked up the teacup and took a sip. She stood up and was about to head to the director’s office.
When Shannon saw Bethan enter her office, she stopped what she was doing.
“What did the president say?”
Bethan opened the document and placed Brettley’s written note that he copied from her in front of Shannon.
“From Mr. Morrison.”
Shannon furrowed her brows. The moment she glanced at the paper, her face changed into a palette of colors.
On one hand, this was the first time the president has proposed such perfect solutions.
Although Brettley was the president and he had a great mind for business, jewelry design was a very niche profession. Brettley might be able to see whether the design proposal was good or not, but he could not care for every detail so professionally while giving his points on them.
This time, however, not only were Brettley’s suggestions well-rounded. but they were also detailed and pinpointed the mistakes exactly.
On the other hand…
This was the first time Brettley had given any department in the entire office a handwritten note!
As the president of the group, he always had someone to record and take note of his suggestions. To be able to receive a handwritten note from him…
Bethan was the first to do so!
Shannon lifted her head as she looked at Bethan in shock before she had another glance.
Finally, she could no longer take it. “Bethan, why would the president give you a handwritten note? What relationship do you have with him?”
“An ordinary working relationship. He’s my boss.”
Bethan smiled a little. “The president thinks I’m a little bad at communication. He’s afraid I won’t be able to express myself clearly, so he wrote his suggestions on a piece of paper.”
Then, Bethan raised her eyes and looked at Shannon. “Is there a problem?”
“N –No! No problem at all! “
Shannon took a deep breath and patted Bethan on the shoulder.
“If that’s the case, you’ll be in charge of reporting to the president in the future! “
Then, Shannon waved at one of the staff outside. “
Frame this piece of paper and put it on the wall! “
Shannon had worked in the company for so long, and this was the first time she saw the president’s handwritten note!
This was definitely the first time! It was an honor to the design department!
Stunned, Bethan was transfixed on the same spot as she looked at Shannon and the other staff getting busy framing the piece of A4 paper.
After a while, she helplessly shook her head and smiled.
What on earth was going on?
The suggestions that Brettley copied onto the piece of paper clearly stated the inadequacies of the designers.
However, not only was Shannon not embarrassed by it, but she was proud?
Bethan finally understood why such a simple jewelry design proposal needed to be amended at least five times and more.
It seemed that the designers in the design department…had no heart in designing.
“You’re amazing.”
Once Bethan returned to her desk, Bonnie smiled and passed Bethan a piece of gum.
“You’re the only one in our department that never got scolded by the president nor intimidated half to death. You even brought back a piece of paper with the president’s handwriting! It looks like you won’t be an intern for much longer! “
Bethan did not know whether to laugh or cry. She stuffed the piece of gum into her mouth. “You’re joking.”
“I ‘m not! Our president is famous for being strict. No one would dare to approach him. The president of other companies would have the opportunity to be in a relationship with their female employees, but our president? He only has eyes for his ex-wife. The HR department has constantly tried to find employees that look like his ex-wife to appease him.”
Upon Bonnie’s words, Bethan could not help but furrowed her brows. She suddenly thought of Courtney who looked similar to Bethan Peterson.
The scene where Courtney was in Brettley’s office appeared on her mind once again. They looked like husband and wife.
The image inexplicably annoyed Bethan.
“Do you still have any gum? Give me another piece. “
Bonnie pursed her lips. She passed the gum to Bethan. “
This is the last piece. I don’t have much to begin with. Courtney, the new secretary, gave me these few pieces this morning.”
Speechless, Bethan returned the unopened piece of gum to Bonnie before she spat out the one in her mouth.
Looking at Bonnie’s surprised look, Bethan calmly smiled. “I’m sorry. I almost forgot that I ‘m allergic to chewing gum.”
In the office on the top floor, Morrison Group.
Equipped with a magnifying glass and professional vernier calipers, two gray-haired experts were comparing the handwriting on a piece of A4 paper against a diary.
They came up with a conclusion in the end.
“Mr. Morrison, I understand that you’re trying to find your ex-wife. I know you must be anxious about it, too.”
One of the experts took his spectacles off and sighed heavily. “But, I have to tell you seriously: the handwriting on these two are made by two different people. The way and habits of writing are completely different. It can’t be done by the same person.”
Brettley frowned hard at his words.
Actually, when Lucas brought Bethan Peterson’s diary over a moment ago, Brettley had already realized that the two handwritings were completely different.
He did not know why when he saw Bethan’s handwriting, he immediately thought of Bethan Peterson.
“I don’t think so.”
Another expert raised his head. He wiped off the sweat on his forehead.
“Although the handwriting might look different, whether it be from the stroke or other habits, it’s obvious that the handwriting on the piece of paper is deliberately avoiding all the habits of the writing on the diary, so her words looked especially awkward. However, everyone writes in a somewhat similar way, whether it be the strokes or the way they end each letter. One can find a huge number of similarities when putting two random handwriting together.”
He picked up the piece of paper which Bethan wrote on. “So, why is this person deliberately trying to avoid all the similarities with the handwriting on the diary?”
Brettley paused for a while. He furrowed his brows. “So…we’ll be able to get some answers as long as we get her to write similarly to the handwriting on the diary?”
Bethan was suddenly asked to copy a document of more than 1o,ooo words by hand.
She was startled when she received the document. It was not a document related to jewelry design or the rules of the design department.
They were the company’s rules and regulations, and there were at least 20,000 words.
Shannon dropped the document in front of her, gave her some instructions, and left.
“Hand it in before you leave for the day.”
“Wow.”
Bonnie pushed her glasses and calculated. “
You have about twenty thousand words. Besides lunch break, you have another five hours left. You have to write at least sixty words per minute.”
It was an impossible task! Bonnie kept her phone away.
“Strange. You did nothing wrong today, and the president didn’t even scold you. Why is the director making things difficult for you?”
Bethan calmly searched for a pen and paper to start writing. “Perhaps it was the president who asked me to do this.”
She smiled flatly.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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