Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 251 A Lesson for the Hairdresser

Biting her lips, Amber thought about the whole thing with uncertainty.

Yet, Jared, sitting on the main seat, who had just become delighted, was suddenly thrown down in the

dumps again.

He thought that she was gonna ask him to help her explain some of the content for her.

However, it turned out that she was just asking him for the recording!

So that she could watch those videos with Cole or Jeremy later, right?

Jared tried to suppress his disappointment and irritation. He responded coldly, "The monitor system

was broken."

"Broken?" confused, Amber looked up at the camera over her head. She didn't believe his words.

Yet she couldn't check on it since she was in the Farrell Group instead of Goldstone.

When Amber was thinking about what she should do next, Jared added, "Come with me to my office."

"Why?" Amber was startled and confused. She looked at him and asked, "What's that for?"

"Well, you can stay here if you want to hand in a blank analysis tomorrow," after saying this, Jared went

out with his crutches.

Amber finally realized that he wanted to help her understand the meeting content since he knew that

she didn't understand it.

It was actually a little unexpected that he could be so kind to her.

Amber looked at the notebook in her hands, wondering whether she should go with him.

She didn't want to be alone with him, but if she stayed, she couldn't understand and analyze the whole

meeting by herself.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Amber followed him with determination.

They were in a team now, so it was only because he didn't want her to slow down the progress that he

would help her.

Persuading herself with such a guess, Amber was relieved.

As the sound of footsteps gradually reached him, Jared slightly turned his head and found that Amber

was following behind.

Jared grinned a little and slowed down his pace until she caught up.

They walked into his office together.

As the door closed, a woman walked out of the secretary's office which was just beside the CEO's

office.

That woman stared at the door of the CEO's office and dialed a call.

Makenna was doing her haircut when her phone rang. She picked up the phone and asked, "Anything

happened?"

"Miss Gardner, a girl walked into Mr. Farrell's office with him!" the secretary answered in a low voice.

Makenna suddenly turned cold and infuriated, and asked, "Who's that bitch?"

Since she was told by Jared that she couldn't enter the Farrell Group unless with an appointment, she

bribed one of his secretaries to keep an eye on every female employee of the Farrell Group and report

to her at once if someone wanted to seduce him.

The secretary hadn't contacted her for such a long time so she was gradually relieved and believed

that the girls of the Farrell Group were obedient and not "trouble-makers". However, this call broke her

belief and alerted her.

"She doesn't belong to our group," the secretary answered.

Makenna was not satisfied with this answer, and she posed another question, "Although she doesn't

belong to the Farrell Group, she is still the one who covets my man. Who is she?"

She must let that woman know that getting close to her beloved man was a terrible mistake.

"I don't know her. But I heard that Mr. Farrell called her Miss Reed. Mr. Farrell has been gentle to her

and even waited for her to catch up so that they could enter his office together," the secretary

answered.

The secretary was new in the Farrell Group and was still in her probationary period, so she didn't know

that Amber and Jared were ex- husband and wife.

The words "Miss Reed" rang the bell in her mind. Therefore, hearing that, Makenna sprang to her feet

with shock and rage, which gave her hair a sharp tug since the hairdresser was curling her hair with a

curling iron. Such a tug caused her a lot of pain.

"How dare you pull my hair?" Makenna glared at the hairdresser angrily.

The hairdresser felt wronged and wanted to argue that it was actually caused by her sudden standing

up instead of him, and it was not his fault.

However, as a hairdresser, he didn't dare to say even one single bad word to customers, especially

those with high social status. So, he had no choice but to bow and apologize immediately no matter

how angry and wronged he felt. He said, "I am so sorry, Miss Gardner. I didn't mean it. I am so sorry.

I…"

A loud slap suddenly interrupted his apology.

Makenna slapped the hairdresser before he finished his words.

The slap was so loud that it even startled the secretary on the other side of the phone, let along the

hairdresser.

The hairdresser covered his face and looked at Makenna with shock and fear. He said, "Miss Gardner,

how could you do that?"

"You should feel lucky that I didn't kill you after you plucked so much hair off me!" Makenna responded

in a disdainful tone.

Amber Reed had pissed her off on the other end.

Here, even a nobody dared offend her! She couldn't stand it anymore!

"You…" hearing Makenna's scolding, the hairdresser became extremely agitated. He argued back, Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"That's ridiculous! You were the one who stood up…"

"Well, well," at this moment, the manager came over and cast a look at the hairdresser, signaling him to

stop talking. And then he smiled apologizingly at Makenna and said, "Miss Gardner, he is new here, so

he doesn't know how to behave himself. We're terribly sorry. Please forgive him. And I will continue with

your haircut. What do you think?"

"No way!" Makenna didn't want to forgive the hairdresser and she pointed at him with great malice in

her voice. She said, "I want you to fire him and kick him out of the business forever! You are the

manager. You should be able to do that."

Both the manager and the hairdresser were startled.

The hairdresser trembled with anger.

What a rude and detestable woman!

"Miss Gardner, will it be a little too strict?" the manager frowned and asked.

With her arm crossed, Makenna responded coldly, "Well, I don't think so. If he dares to offend me, he

will need to face the consequences. And you know what I am capable of if you don't obey my words."

"Get it, Miss Gardner. I will do as you said," the manager agreed immediately.

Shocked by the manager's answer, the hairdresser looked at him and said in an injured tone, "But

sir…"

The manager secretly tugged the hairdresser's sleeve, hinting him to stop talking.

The hairdresser understood the hint and kept silent.

Seeing that the manager obeyed her order, Makenna sneered with satisfaction and said, "Well, that's

how it will work."

The manager smiled reluctantly and said, "Then Miss Gardner, please wait here for a moment and I will

take him to settle his salary."

"Okay," Makenna raised her head arrogantly.

The manager led the hairdresser to the restroom.

In the restroom, the hairdresser asked imploringly in an injured tone, "Manager, are you really firing me

and kicking me out?"

"I won't. I know it wasn't your fault, so I won't punish you. But maybe you can take a rest for a while

until she forgets this incident. After that, you can work at one of the branches. After all, we can't offend

her since she is not only the daughter of Trenton Gardner but also the fiancée of Mr. Jared," the

manager signed.

The hairdresser forced a bitter smile and said, "I got it."

Outside the restroom, Makenna sat back on her seat. She picked up the phone again and asked, "Why

was Amber there at the Farrell Group?"

Realizing that "Amber" in Makenna's words was the "Miss Reed", the secretary answered immediately,

"She was here for a meeting. And the meeting is over now."

Makenna's gripped on her phone tightened.

Why did she stay after the meeting? Why would she walk into Jared's office?

What were they doing in the office?

Growing angrier and angrier and more and more jealous, Makenna hung up the secretary's call and

dialed Elias's number, "Elias, it's been almost a week. Have you figured out how to deal with Amber?"

She couldn't wait for the revenge any longer and she wanted to kill Amber right now!

Sitting in his office in the hospital, Elias pushed up his glasses and answered, "I have. I will do it

tomorrow."

Excitement was written on Makenna's face. She asked, "What are you going to do?"