My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)

Chapter 468 Mr. Webster's Help

Upon hearing Nathaniel's voice, Janet's face turned cold.

This rogue who took advantage of her!

The last time she was poisoned, she let go of what he did to her. But last night, he dared to cuddle with her overnight!

If it weren't for Mr. Webster, she would have to teach him a lesson!

Nathaniel sat down next to Janet, his voice hoarse from the morning.

"Morning."

Janet moved to Mr. Webster and ignored him.

Mr. Webster glanced at Nathaniel in disgust, "Is it still early?"

"Didn't you see that Jill and I have been chatting for a long time? How lazy you are!"

Nathaniel opened his eyes wide and raised his hands to check the time.

It was only six o'clock. Why was he lazy?

Mr. Webster kept complaining about Nathaniel, "What are you up to all day? Have you forgotten me?"

"You don't even remember how long you haven't been home, right?"

Nathaniel massaged his temples with his fingertip. He often had a headache when he woke up in the morning or on rainy days because of the injuries on his head. "Grandpa, I called you! The company is busy these days, especially the cooperation with the Longfellow Group."

Nathaniel's eyes darted in the direction of Janet, and he winked mysteriously at Mr. Webster.

"Janet's racing club project has extremely high commercial value, and I am particularly optimistic about it, so I have put a lot of effort into it."

Only then did Mr. Webster's expression soften a little.

"Hmph, it's not too stupid to use your position to get close to Jill." Mr. Webster thought.

"Jill's business sense must be outstanding, you'd better take care of it, don't cause her any trouble!"

Nathaniel was embarrassed to be taught by his grandpa like a child before his future wife. But to avoid making Mr. Webster angrier, Nathaniel had to nod obediently.

Janet didn't care what he said, she put on a businesslike posture, "Grandpa, don't worry. The Longfellow Group has always been cautious about the choice of partners. If there is any problem in the process of Nathaniel and Mr. Webster looked at each other silently and noticed helplessness in each other's eyes simultaneously.

The meaning Janet wanted to express was apparent. If she were dissatisfied with the cooperation, even if the partner was the Webster Group, she would not be merciful at the critical moment. Nathaniel glanced over Janet's palm and noticed the sachet hanging on her finger.

"What's this?"

Only then did Mr. Webster remember, he waved back, and the servant immediately handed over the second identical

sachet.

"This is yours. You and Jill each have one. It doesn't matter if you hang it in the car or put it in the company or at home. In short, keep it well."

Nathaniel lifted the sachet, and the sachet filled with plump spices was not as big as a rice ball in his big palm.

His gaze was somewhat disgusted and impatient, "It's a girl thing, why should I hang it up?"

Mr. Webster was angry with Nathaniel's words, "What do you know? This is the marriage I begged for you and Jill!"

Nathaniel was skeptical. Could this little thing keep the marriage between them?

He frowned, he had been working hard for so long but still hadn't succeeded. Maybe he could have a try.

Moreover, Janet also wore it. To some extent, this move represented her thoughts.

Janet felt Nathaniel was out of his mind. Mr. Webster believed in fate at his age, but why did Nathaniel believe in such bluffing things?

She looked down at the sachet in her hand and was inexplicably uncomfortable holding the same thing as Nathaniel,

not to mention it had such a meaning.

"Grandpa, I usually don't believe this. This sachet is very beautiful, why don't you find a more suitable girl to give it?" The corners of Nathaniel's mouth that were originally raised in joy dropped instantly.

Janet didn't want this sachet, just made it clear that she didn't want him!

She was gonna give him to another woman.

Mr. Webster quickly refused, "Jill, I asked for it after climbing the mountain for over half an hour."

"Please understand what I went through. Moreover, the sachet will also keep you safe!"

After Mr. Webster said it, Janet couldn't refuse anymore.

"Okay, then I'll keep it."

She could put it away when she got home.

Mr. Webster was relieved, his eyes turned between Nathaniel and Janet, and he suddenly stood up.

"Gee, I almost forgot. I had invited someone to play chess today!"

Mr. Webster patted his forehead exaggeratedly, "I should leave now!"

"Nathaniel, hurry up and make breakfast for Jill! If Jill's starving, I won't let you go!"

Janet also stood up and put on her handbag.

"No need, Grandpa. I still have an early meeting, so I won't stay for breakfast."

Nathaniel frowned, "No matter how urgent the meeting is, you have to eat breakfast. Otherwise, it will be harmful to you."

Janet insisted on leaving, "It's not close to the Longfellow Group, so I'll hurry back now."

"Then let Nathaniel see you off!" Mr. Webster tried his best to help Nathaniel get a chance to be alone.

Janet still shook her head, "I drove here last night, I'll leave alone."

Before the two spoke again, Janet said goodbye to Mr. Webster and left.

Mr. Webster glared at Nathaniel and said, "How stupid you are!"

"You're in bed together. But you can't keep her for breakfast!" Holding the sachet in his hand, Nathaniel felt very depressed. "Here you are!"

Mr. Webster took out something from his arms and threw it over.

Nathaniel was speechless, "What is this? I can't recognize anything on it."

Nathaniel supposed Mr. Webster had been fooled, bringing back all these strange things.

Mr. Webster was furious, "Don't talk nonsense! It's a simple of love!"

"Hang it over your bed, and it will help in your relationship."

Nathaniel frowned. He felt if Mr. Webster continued like it, he would get out of control one day.

"I can wear the sachet by my side, but not this one."

Mr. Webster stared at him coldly, "You think these things don't work, so what progress have you made yourself?"

Nathaniel opened his mouth, not wanting to argue with Mr. Webster.

He was in no hurry. He wanted to take Janet down little by little.

After Janet left Nathaniel's house, she drove directly to the company.

If she came home wearing Nathaniel's clothes and was seen by Lawrence, she would not know how to explain it.

There were always several sets of clothes in the company's lounge for her temporary business trips or parties. She simply tidied up and put on a new suit.

When she got back to her office and sat down, there was a knock on the door..

Chitt was dressed in a black suit,

with a pair of frameless plain glasses on the bridge of his nosè, and bis facial features. were as handsome as a sketch.

"Ms. Longfellow, this is the plan I wrote for the racing club project after I went back last night. Some adjustments have been made to some current arrangements. Please read it." Janet took it, and looked at it with a glance. A trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"Mr. Floyd, you are really thoughtful Some customers do bring their children to the club. Although there are few such customers, the safety of children cannot be ignored."

Chitt pushed his glasses, "Ms. Longfellow, you don't have to be polite. This is my job."

His eyes were on Janet's body, and a stern light flashed under his glass.

Jill didn't wear this suit when she came here just now.

That shirt was too big for her and looked like men's clothes. She wore men's clothes to work early in the morning and changed them in the office....

Jill was with a pig last night. Judging by the performance of the dinner last night, it might even be the same pig!