Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

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Chapter 579

“Enough. Go and find out who this designer is,” Shawn said.

“Sure.”

Joe kept muttering in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong, but he could not put the finger on it.

“Okay. I will do it, but if people don’t want to come, you can’t blame me,” Joe replied.

Shawn raised his eyebrows slightly. “Who would give up the invitation to join the Wood Group and stay in Florei?

Such a small company?”

“What if they just don’t come?”

“She will come.” Shawn took a deep sip of red wine.

High salary, high benefits, what else could she want?

He did not believe that this designer could not be tempted!

Joe rubbed his nose, and glanced at Peach’s phone screen, which stayed on Florei’s sales page.

Could it be…

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Was it really designed by Gale?

It should not be such a coincidence, right?

Shawn casually raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

It was getting late.

It was time for him to go.

Putting down his wine glass, Shawn stuffed his hand into his trousers pocket naturally. “Have fun. I’ll go first.”

“In such a hurry? What’s the rush? Anyway, you are single, so drink a few more cups,”

Joe asked.

As he spoke, he put his hand on Shawn’s shoulder and pulled him to the table full of

red wine.

“Let go.” Shawn gave him a cold look.

“Let’s drink! Everyone is here. It’s bad to arrive late yet leave early.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

Joe was speechless.

Shawn was still the same Shawn.

He glanced at the audience and said lightly, “During this period of time, everyone has really worked hard. The year-

end bonus is doubled, plus a week of paid vacation. Pass the news on for me.”

“Such a good benefit. Wouldn’t it be better to come from you?”

“No mood.”

Shawn waved his hand, turned around, and was about to leave.

Just two steps away, a server came over with a tray, failed to notice him, and bumped into him.

“Ah…”

“Bang!”

All the snacks and red wine on the tray were spilled, and there was a very obvious stain on Shawn’s gray suit.

The server shook her hands and even dropped the tray.

The sound resounded throughout the audience.

Shawn’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He was a clean freak!

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Looking at the cream and stains on the suit, he frowned tightly.

The server was a girl. She lowered her head, not daring to make a sound, trembling

tremblingly.

The server quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Mr. Wood, I didn’t mean it. I… I’ just wipe it off for you!”

She took out the tissue and was about to go to Shawn to his suit.

“Stop.” Shawn scolded, “Who allowed you to touch me?” The server’s hand froze stiffly in mid-air.

“But Mr. Wood, your clothes…”

“You don’t need to worry about it!”

Shawn’s face was deep and displeased, and the people next to him did not dare to come forward to intercede.

This server was unlucky!

It was bad enough to bump into someone, let alone Mr. Wood!

“Forget it. Let’s go.” Seeing this scene, Joe immediately came to rescue her. “Shawn, she was working normally, but

you bumped into her. Why are you losing your temper? It’s difficult to do a job, so you must forgive her.”

“Forgive me.”

He waved his hand to signal the server to leave.

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