Chapter 11 Sarah’s villa
He calmly took back the mobile phone and went forward to open the door for Sarah.
After watching her sit in, Jacob leaned down slightly, "Miss Davis, please wait for me for a moment. I need to make a phone call." Sarah nodded, and then the door was closed.
At the same time, Megan and Ashley came out, looking bad.
The man wearing sunglasses followed behind them. Megan sometimes tilted her head to talk to him about something.
"I asked you to control the price. Why did you let it higher and higher? You have to know what the company is like now..."
Ashley felt fretful to hear this, so she turned her head to one side impatiently and suddenly found Jacob not far away. She paused. Where is Jacob going?
"Mom, wait for me in the car."
Before Megan asked her the reason, she quickened her pace and followed up with Jacob.
"Well, I will discuss with you about everything when I get back."
"But your madam recently felt sick..."
"What's wrong with her?"
The sound of conversation sometimes was light and sometimes was loud.
Ashley in the corner, like a thief, listened secretly with deep doubts.
In a panic, she accidentally knocked down the flowerpot.
"Who!" The assistant immediately became alert.
"The person has run away."
"President, I'll go after him now."
"No, you needn't"
Jacob looked at the back of Ashley who fled in a hurry with a cold feeling flashing in his eyes. Meanwhile, Sarah, who had waited for Jacob for a long time, sat in the car.
She was just about to pick up the phone to call Jacob.
The window was suddenly knocked on.
She lowered the window and saw a handsome and cool face with sharp edges and corners.
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"I have something personal to do. I want to ask you for two days off."
At ordinary times, Jacob hardly asks for leave. Sarah nodded softly, "That's OK."
"You drive back by yourself. Be careful." Jacob told her and turned to leave.
Seeing his cool back disappear, Sarah sat in the driver's seat and started the engine.
When she got home, she looked at the door of the villa which had no decorations, fleeing that there was something needed to add to the door.
After meditating for a long time at the gate, she went to the storage room to find a piece of unused wood and saw, cut a long piece of wood on the spot, and then carved a few words with a hand drill. Sarah's villa.
Since then, the house has been given a special name.
She took a picture of the wooden plaque she made, and an unfamiliar number without a signature just came in.
She frowned and said, "what's wrong?