She Is A CEO

Chapter 300 Returning to JTP



"I'm worried about her," Eduard said without thinking. There was no sound in the kitchen except for a roaring pot.

Eduard looked embarrassed. What did he just say? Lucia and Arthur smiled at each other. They looked at Daphne together to see if the young woman had come to her senses. But, to their disappointment, and predictably, Daphne was innocent,

"Eduard, I'm sorry I made you worry. It won't happen again."

Daphne looked guilty, but she had no sense of the shame others felt toward her.

At the sight of Daphne's reaction, Eduard felt like a deflated balloon, not knowing whether to be thankful or disappointed.

Lucia hurried out and asked Daphne to bring her breakfast to the dinning room, while Arthur patted Eduard on the shoulder again, trying not to laugh,

"It's a long road. Go for it."

A love veteran met a simple young woman. He had a long way to go.

At the dining table, where four people were having breakfast, Eduard, who was usually the noisiest, was quiet and engrossed in his breakfast.

"Eduard, I need someone from you," Lucia purposely said to Eduard.

"Huh?" Eduard had just taken a bite of porridge and looked up with his mouth open in a funny way as Daphne handed him a tissue.

Eduard took the tissue, wiped his mouth, and asked Lucia, "Who do you want?" Not Daphne, right?

"Nia, I want her to come back to Webbex Group with me. I don't know if you're going to let her go," Lucia said politely.

"Of course," Eduard said, knowing that Nia had feelings for Lucia outside of work and that such a person would naturally be willing to help her. Eduard had no reason to object,

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"One more," Lucia added.

Eduard was speechless and complained, "Can't you just say it all at once?"

"I see," said Lucia, sticking out her tongue. "And Daphne. I want her to work for me."

When he heard Lucia ask for Daphne, Eduard instinctively wanted to say no, but as soon as he caught a glimpse of Daphne, she was looking at him excitedly. Obviously she was eager to work with Lucia. His eyes darkened, and he nodded slowly,

"As long as Daphne wants to, but not until Jacob's business is over. Don't you forget that Jacob is still looking for Daphne."

"Of course," said Lucia, smiling at Daphne who was jumping for joy.

The four people continued to eat breakfast, and Eduard became even more silent. Lucia and Arthur looked at each other, both trying to hold back their laughter.

After breakfast, Lucia called Nia and told her that Eduard had agreed. Nia was so happy that she thanked Lucia over the phone and they talked for a long time before hanging up.

When Arthur saw that they had finished their conversation, he stood up and said good-bye to Eduard. It was time for them to go to the JTP.

"Lucia, all is well," said Eduard, sending Lucia and Arthur to the door.

"You too, everything is going well," Lucia said, smiling and glancing at Daphne who was standing next to Eduard. Like a fishbone getting stuck in the throat, Eduard couldn't say a word. After Lucia and Arthur left, Daphne went back to the dinning room to clean up. After a short silence, she asked Eduard who was next to her, "Eduard, do you not want me to work for Lucia?"

Daphne was innocent, but not stupid, and she always found Eduard's attitude odd when Lucia offered to let her work, but she didn't know why, because a simple-minded girl didn't think too much. After some thought, she decided to ask Eduard directly.

"Not really," Eduard said with a smile. "It's just that Lucia is going through a tough time right now, and you're going to run into Jacob back at the JTP. That's going to put you in danger. My idea was to hire you to work at Jibillion so you'd be safe."

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it through before," Daphne apologized carefully. She knew Eduard was right, but she wanted to stay with Lucia, her goddess. It must be rewarding to work beside her.

"It's okay," Eduard said. "Just stay here and think about what you're going to cook every day. When Jacob's troubles are over, you'll be free again." At the end of his speech, Eduard was not feeling well. "Well, thank you, Eduard." Daphne smiled sweetly at Eduard and thanked him sincerely.

Eduard looked at Daphne's smiling face and thought something was wrong.

Oh no, it really was the feeling of the heart.

Lucia and Arthur drove all the way to the JTP. The shareholders' meeting was set for 11:00 a.m., and Kane and Kyle had been waiting for them near the JTP for a long time. Lucia and Arthur met up with them when they arrived, then walk into the lobby of the JTP together.

The news of Lucia's announcement had spread throughout the JTP yesterday, so as soon as they entered the lobby, they were greeted by anticipating staff. Lucia already had a place in the JTP, whether out of flattery or respect.

Half an hour before the meeting, Lucia arrived at Poppy's office, and Arthur went straight to Samuel to ask about Jacob.

When she walked into Poppy's office, Lucia was in a much worse mood. Since her death, no one seemed to stop in her office. There was a faint layer of dust on the coffee table and the counter table. Lucia wasn't surprised. She could imagine Jacob ordering people to forget about the place and stop cleaning it.

When she arrived at Poppy's desk, Lucia found it slightly disheveled, with a few insignificant papers strewn across it. Lucia raised her hand and touched it with her index finger, leaving a dust mark.

A feeling of infinite desolation rose in her heart, and Lucia sighed softly, feeling sorry for Poppy's death.

Just as she was feeling emotional, a music box on her desk caught her attention. The office was a place of business, and judging by the rest of the decor, Poppy didn't have a penchant for trinkets, so Lucia wondered why there was a music box.

"Can it still work?" Lucia mumbled to herself as she reached out to look for the music box's switch. After pressing a certain button, the music box began to play and opened slowly.


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