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“Really?” Sabina joked with a playful smirk, “I thought the rumor mill would have it that
it’s my stellar
competence that keeps me by Mr. Lamont’s side!”
Jonathan raised an eyebrow, sensing something different about Sabina today.
“Absolutely, absolutely!” Mr. Dalton chimed in promptly, “To be Mr. Lamont’s executive
assistant, one must
certainly possess extraordinary skills!”
The others joined in with their compliments, eager to flatter,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Ms. Macclain’s years of service by Mr. Lamont’s side are a testament to her talent and
fortitude!”
“Not only is Ms. Macclain capable, but she’s also gorgeous. Mr. Lamont is one lucky man!”
“Only someone like Mr. Lamont could attract top talent like Ms. Macclain!”
A gentle smile graced Sabina’s usually reserved face, her lips curving slightly at the
edges.
Jonathan disliked attending these soirées, and so did Sabina, but today, she found the
experience surprisingly
pleasant.
She didn’t have to say a word for others to remind Jonathan of her worth. She had been by
his side for so long; perhaps he had taken her presence for granted. She needed these
people to jog his memory.
She refused to continue in this lukewarm existence by his side! Word had it that Estelle
had left J City – an
opportunity from the heavens. She was determined to seize it!
All through the party, she stayed close to Jonathan, enduring a night full of praise.
At ten o’clock, Jonathan left the gathering, with Sabina following closely behind, asking
with concern, “Mr.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLamont, you’ve had quite a bit to drink. Are you feeling alright?”
Jonathan turned, his gaze on her was distant, “Why are you here?”
Quickly, Sabina responded, “Ms. Raye, the heiress to the President Raye’s fortune, is a
friend of mine. She
invited me.”
She could do the same!
His indifferent demeanor darkened Sabina’s mood, and she replied awkwardly, “Alright, I’ll
give her a call
tomorrow.”
Sabina’s face stiffened.
Jonathan got in, not sparing a glance for Sabina, left standing in the cold breeze.
Jonathan leaned back, feigning sleep, “The Royal Mansion.”
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