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My Toyboy 49
My Toyboy 49
Chapter 49
Claude spoke indifferently. “This is the CEO’s office. You can’t eder without permission. Get out now!
However, Shirley acted like she hadn’t heard him and went straight in.
She saw Jonathan seated behind his desk and instantly smiled. “Mr. Bennett, do you remember me? We met at Mrs. Bennett’s birthday party”
Even Shirley cringed at her own question. She had been working in the secretarial department for half a month and hadn’t spoken with Jonathan.
It was likely he didn’t know she was an assistant secretary. Therefore, she decided to approach him on a more personal level. After all, what she was about to discuss was a private matter.
Shirley? Jonathan said indifferently.
At this time, Claude had already come over and was ready to drive Shirley out. Hearing Jonathan call her name, he paused momentarily and asked for confirmation, “Mr. Bennett?”
Jonathan sat in his sleek leather chair, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, his sharp features exuding an aloof handsomeness.
He had been signing documents, and his pale, slender fingers gripped the pen with an elegance that was impossible to ignore.
Shirley found herself mesmerized. Her heart was pounding at just one glance. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
When he said her name earlier, his voice’s deep, magnetic timbre sent a shiver through her, like an electric current coursing through her body.
However, what thrilled her the most was that they had only met once, and they hadn’t even exchanged words, yet Jonathan remembered her name.
What does this mean? Jonathan must’ve taken notice of me and might have inquired about me privately! thought Shirley With that thought, Shirley whirled with excitement, and Jonathan’s next words only fueled her assumptions. “Claude, you can leave us,” Jonathan ordered. He didn’t reprimand Shirley for barging in. Instead, he dismissed Claude. As Claude left the office, Jonathan looked up and sized Shirley up. “Ms. Jones, what can I do for you?”
Shirley felt lightheaded for a moment under the weight of his stare, but she quickly regained her composure.
She hurriedly introduced herself, “Mr. Bennett, I’m currently working in the secretarial department. I’m sorry to disturbi you, but I came here for a personal matter.”
Jonathan didn’t speak. He looked at her calmly as he waited for her to continue.
Swallowing her nerves, Shirley took out an invitation card from her bag. Summoning all her courage, she walked to Jonathan and continued, “Tomorrow is my birthday. My parents are hosting a party for me at Cloudtop Restaurant. I’d like to invite you to my birthday party.”
After saying that, Shirley was extremely nervous. She was afraid that Jonathan might reject her outright. After all, she knew her visit was a bit abrupt.
The silence that followed only deepened her anxiety, and she hurriedly added. “We were honored to be invited to Mrs. Bennett’s birthday before. Consider this my return invitation for that.”
Jonathan calmly put away the invitation. “Okay, I’ll attend.
Shirley was stunned. She didn’t expect Jonathan to agree so readily. She wondered if Jonathan had noticed her long ago and perhaps even fallen for her at first sight,
She blushed and wanted to say something more excitedly, but Jonathan’s cold voice cut through. “Ms. Jones, you may leave if there’s nothing else.”
It felt like a pail of cold water had been thrown on her excitement, so she could only nod and quickly exited the CEO’s office. Yet, she left with a heart full of glee.
She told anyone she encountered that Jonathan had agreed to attend her birthday party. She even extended the invitation to most of the people in the secretarial department.
The others were surprised. Everyone in the office knew Shirley was the daughter of the Jones family on her first day of job. They knew she had ulterior motives for joining the company as a secretary rather than working at her own family’s business. However, no one had high hopes for her.
On one hand, although the Jones family was prominent in Roncity, they were still a far cry from the Bennett family. Jonathan’s future wife was expected to be a well–matched socialite from the elite circles. People from a small town might not be suited for him. On the other hand, Shirley’s personality didn’t exactly scream refinement.
However, once news spread that Jonathan had accepted her invitation, they began to flatter her. Although the women in the secretarial department were jealous, some even went so far as to call her “Mrs. Bennett to flatter her.
Shirley was on cloud nine all day, giddy at the thought she might become Jonathan’s wife one day.
That night, Cynthia had just finished her broadcast when a gift box arrived at her door.
It was from Shirley, and inside was a simple white dress.
Cynthia recognized it at a glance. It was a vintage Chanel piece from a previous collection, worth over 6,000 dollars. The design was simple yet elegant, much in line with her taste.
Tucked inside the box was a note, written in Shirley’s handwriting. It read: [Mom picked this dress for you. Be sure to wear it. Don’t disappoint her kindness.]
Cynthia smirked. Shirley’s intentions were obvious.
She had deliberately used Selena’s name to gift her a plain, understated dress. It was clear she feared being overshadowed by Cynthia at the birthday party tomorrow, but the latter had no intention of doing so.
The next evening. Cynthia wore the white dress and headed to the 87th–floor banquet hall of Cloudtop Restaurant.
Cloudtop Restaurant had a total of 88 floors, with the higher floors all being banquet halls. It was said the banquet hall on the
Top floor was the most impressive, with glass on all sides and an overhead glass dome.
From there, guests could enjoy an unobstructed view of the sky above and could easily reach a star. It felt like being at the summit of the world, close enough to touch the moon above and gaze down upon all of humanity below.
That was where the name ‘Cloudtop Restaurant” came from. However, the top floor was rarely open to the public, reserved only for the important leaders of the country.
Thus, for Shirley’s birthday, the banquet was held on the 87th floor, but even that was already considered an elite arrangement. Renting the space alone cost seven figures.
It was Shirley’s and Cynthia’s 23rd birthday. The Jones family had spared no expense, inviting nearly every wealthy and influential figure in the city.