The people in the design department were downright jealous. Their own company’s boss wasn’t wearing jewelry from their own line, but someone else’s. Who wouldn’t be jealous? Amelia Wright hadn’t been to the company for a while, but given the development and status of the design department, she had long become their backbone. So the jealousy that had been bottled up was unleashed the moment Amelia appeared. It felt like your own person was here, and you had to quickly express the grievances in your heart. Amelia was a bit stunned hearing all this. "Supervisor Wright, what do we do now? I have a feeling that wristbands might become the new trend in men’s accessories." "Indeed, I’ve already heard people asking about it." Amelia held her forehead, genuinely surprised that just by giving one wristband to Godfery Shaw, it would trigger so many follow-ups. The main point was Godfery Shaw himself—too aloof, as if life had no desires or weaknesses. Who would’ve thought he would wear jewelry one day? Many secretly speculated whether it might have been that long-absent fiancée of Young Master Shaw who gave it to him. Amelia regained her composure and said lightly, "Don’t worry about it. If they can’t find out, they’ll automatically assume it’s from our design department. Right now, send out an ad offering wristbands to our VIPs, and don’t call it a gift. Just say owning this wristband is the mark of our Cloudglow VIPs." Eyes brightened up among the team, and they quickly issued instructions. Previously, the wristband was just a giveaway, but worded differently, it became a symbol of their Cloudglow VIPs—not something everyone could obtain. Even Young Master Shaw wore one, so having something similar would surely feel different with more pride. The others quickly got busy as Sarah Bennett stayed by Amelia Wright’s side. Sarah Bennett’s current look—with short hair pulled into a small bun and signature red lips gone, not even wearing high heels—looked like the girl next door. It was hard to imagine she used to be the design director who coldly faced Amelia with her chin held high when Amelia first arrived. Sarah followed Amelia into her office and asked, "Supervisor Wright, did you come to the company for something today, or do you have new designs?" Amelia sat down in her office chair: "I came to fetch my salary. Ask finance to calculate it; I need to withdraw money today." Sarah was dumbfounded, clearly remembering the time when funds were tight in the early stages, and Amelia had brought nearly 200 million to the company without intending to get it back. She thought Young Master Shaw intended to hand over the design department to Amelia completely. Does your own business need to account for salary? Amelia saw Sarah still in a daze and asked, "Any problem?" Sarah shook her head quickly and asked, "How much does Supervisor Wright want to withdraw? The previous 200 million you placed in the company; is now circulated, and you can take it out anytime if needed." Amelia emphasized, "Let me reiterate, those 200 million belong to Godfery, not mine. I’m here to collect my salary, whatever amount that is." Sarah nodded promptly and headed to the finance department. Amelia waited in her office. When the finance department brought her income details, Amelia was a bit shocked: "This much?" The finance head nodded and said, "This is the commission arranged above. None of your design drafts were wasted; each has a share, so it should be this much." Amelia took a close look at the details, clearly seeing various items listed, aside from a slightly higher commission, everything was in order. But the commission was excessively high, with the total amount displayed reaching 80 million. Amelia thought this might be arranged by Godfery Shaw from behind the scenes, so she didn’t say much and instructed, "Transfer all to my card." The Cloudglow Design Department is now an industry leader, which means they have money. Amelia was about to withdraw such a large sum, and the finance head didn’t have any objections, just confirmed whether she wanted all of it. Amelia took the money and left. Everyone in the design department was also accustomed to Amelia’s absence and actively busy with new ad plans. No one even reported to Cloudglow’s upper management that Amelia was taking 80 million; it seemed trivial since Amelia had once put in 200 million, which she disregarded as significant. So Godfery Shaw wasn’t aware that Amelia had taken a large sum. After Amelia got the money, she immediately transferred 8 million to Anna. Then she received a message: 2 PM at table 3, Origin Café. Amelia looked at the message and couldn’t help but grumble, "Wasn’t it said it’s hard to find a top configuration? As soon as this money arrived, the message came right away." Amelia didn’t even feel Anna charged excessively; that organization had a direct correlation between price and quality. At 4:50 PM, Amelia arrived at the café right on time. Seeing the scene inside the café, Amelia felt a bit dizzy; a dozen or so handsome men and beautiful women were in the café, akin to a large dating event, freely choosing their partners. Those who mutually liked each other would sit together and chat. Amelia’s appearance instantly drew a lot of attention. Not even considering family background or education; her mere beauty was enough to draw many people towards her. Amelia internally cursed Anna, feeling that today might be unavoidable of some trouble. At this moment, Amelia saw table 3, saw who was sitting there clearly. Amelia was more bewildered. Elijah Jefferson? Why is he here? Elijah Jefferson stood up and walked towards Amelia, standing beside her while saying to others, "Sorry everyone, I’d like to talk to this young lady first." Amelia immediately nodded to show agreement. For more chapters visıt 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 Many people around, both men and women, showed signs of disappointment. Elijah Jefferson had quite a reputation in this group dating scene. While sitting there, many women had approached and asked if they could sit down, but seeing Elijah’s indifferent attitude, they gave up. Amelia followed Elijah to table 3. Each small table had a partition; outsiders could barely see shadows but couldn’t approach or hear clearly what’s being said. Separated from the crowd, Amelia sighed in relief. She then asked puzzledly, "What... what’s going on?" Elijah Jefferson grinned, "Hard to believe? I’m a member of that organization and your dating partner. This time Anna couldn’t find a suitable person, found me, wanted me to hold the venue, and knowing you’re on the other side, I agreed." Amelia wryly replied, "No need to trouble yourself; I’ll ask Anna to find someone else." Amelia said, taking out her phone, but Elijah stopped her. Elijah smiled, causing the blue stud on his right ear to seemingly glow, "Little one, do you think I’m not good enough for you?" Amelia thought of that hiking trip, remembered the dried grass dragonfly at home; she considered Elijah as a friend, so she didn’t want him doing such things. Elijah added, "If I’m not unworthy, then it’s fine. The old town’s new construction will take two years, and living close to you is convenient. We already know each other; you won’t have to worry about any trouble afterward." "I’m earning for work; funds for the old town aren’t enough, I’m indeed making money." "If you need money, I can give it to you." "Hey, little one, what do you take me for? Am I someone who stretches out their hand to ask others for money? Don’t have too much psychological burden; we’re friends, just consider this as aiding the old town’s construction." "Well... alright then."