Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 507

I helped Patrick in.

Originally, I thought that he came here to check the studio to see if he could help.

Unexpectedly, after entering the studio, he said to Nancy without checking the studio at all, "Miss Nancy, let's have a talk."

"Me?"

Nancy was stunned.

Pointing at herself and looking at me in disbelief, she seemed to be seeking my help with an inquiring look in her eyes, "What does Patrick want to talk to me about?"

With a dazed look on my face, I shook my head and asked Patrick, "Why are you looking for her?"

"You'll come with us."

Patrick said.

He looked serious. But I couldn't tell anything from his expression.

However, since he said so, we couldn't refuse him. So I could only help him walk into the conference room."

After the three of us sat down, Patrick said to

Nancy, "I don't think it's safe here."

Hearing his words, I suddenly understood what Patrick was going to say to Nancy!

He wanted to persuade Nancy to move the studio to somewhere else.

I adjusted my sitting position a little bit with a bit of embarrassment on my face. Neither did I know how to speak.

Nancy looked at me confusedly, "Well... This kind of thing won't always happen..."

Up to now, this kind of thing indeed had taken place a few times.

What's more, most of the cause was me.

I said awkwardly, "The main reason lies in me... It has nothing to do with them."

Patrick nodded and continued to say to Nancy, "I know this. As my woman, she will soon become my wife. In her position, even if she doesn't do anything, I can't guarantee that no one will provoke her."

"I know that." Nancy nodded and looked at Patrick firmly, saying, "Mr. Cowell, but I think that you should respect Janetta's decision. Besides, since I chose to be her partner, I won't choose to give her up even if there will be such risks. Besides, she likes this job. So I don't think she will give up either."

Nancy's tone was very firm.

I knew that she knew me.

It was a pity that she had misinterpreted Patrick's intentions.

However, hearing Patrick's words, those who didn't know his plan would naturally think that he was trying to force me to give up working here.

Then I should go home to be a rich lady and live a comfortable life.

In fact, both Nancy and Patrick knew me.

No way that I would be a parasite.

Hearing Nancy's words, Patrick curled up the corner of his mouth, revealing an imperceptible smile. He seemed to think highly of Nancy.

He nodded and said, "I know. But you misunderstood my words. I want to know if you plan to move the studio to another place?"

"Move the studio to somewhere else?" Nancy looked at me and then at Patrick, asking, "Janetta didn't tell you that the construction of our new office building was ongoing? If everything goes on well, the construction of the office building will be done at the end of this year. And we probably can move in the next spring."

"The office there seems to be of no difference from the one here." Patrick said bluntly, "The top floor of Towering High has always been vacant. I promised to keep it for her before. We have experienced so many things. Although I respect her choice, I hope that you can move your studio there."

After Patrick finished his words, Nancy was stunned.

Blinking her eyes, she seemed to want to say something and yet didn't know-how.

She looked at me as if asking for an answer from me.

Feeling a little embarrassed, I bit my lips and nodded, "He told me so a long time ago. Seven or eight years ago, he said so casually. I didn't expect that he would keep the office vacant all the time..."

"You don't need to pay for rent or the fees of utilities. You can hang the logo of your studio outside the office building, no matter how big it is."

Before I could finish my words, Patrick continued.

When he said this, Nancy was so shocked and jawdropped.

However, she didn't look happy.

Thinking that Nancy was unwilling, I immediately said, "You don't have to listen to him. He just said

it casually." "I think it's a good idea."

As soon as I finished speaking, Nancy answered.

And her answer was a positive one.

"What?"

"I'd like to."

Nancy agreed directly.

Patrick smiled in satisfaction.

But I was a little confused, asking, "But the new office building..."

"Of course, we will leave it vacant first. After our studio becomes bigger, we'll only have to move the Design Department there, okay?"

Nancy said with certainty.

Patrick also nodded, "Well, I think it's okay."

"Thank you, Mr. Cowell."

Nancy chuckled.

Patrick nodded, "Then let's go now. You can go check the new office out and see if the work area needs to be redivided. After that, submit a plan to Jeremy. I will get it done as soon as possible."

"Okay. Mr. Cowell, as expected, you have always done things decisively."

Nancy agreed immediately.

All of a sudden, the two of them discussed this matter. And I became a passer-by.

After going out of the conference room, we went to Towering High in Patrick's car.

We went to check the sub-top floor.

It happened to be at dusk. As the setting sun shone in, the whole floor seemed to have been gilded with a layer of golden cover.

The entire floor looked like a fairyland.

Nancy couldn't help taking out her camera and taking a few shots.

After checking the top floor and measuring the office, we left.

Patrick, who had to attend the meeting, didn't leave with us.

Standing under the office building of Towering High, I said to Nancy with some worries in my heart, "I'm sorry. Because of my matter, we have to move here."

"You don't need to apologize at all!" At this time, Nancy, who was calm just now, looked excited. Looking at the photos in the cell phone she had taken just now, she said, "To be able to work here is a blessing. Don't you think so?" "What?"

I was a little surprised.

She seemed to see through my worries. Tilting her head, she looked at me. "You...You think too much. How come you think that I am forced to agree? I am the one who took the initiative!"

"Really? Do you sincerely want to move the studio here?"

I wasn't quite sure.

After all, by working here, I could see Patrick every day. But we couldn't move to the independent office building.

Nancy turned around, looked at me, and said, "Of course. A small part of the reason is that I think I can't let Mr. Cowell's kindness to you go down the drain."

"His kindness to me..."

"As the saying goes, the player sees less clearly than the bystander. You are a perfect example." Nancy stretched out her hand and poked my head, "Think about it. With the development of Towering High nowadays, it expands non-stop. Despite the setup of the branches, there surely are more and more staff in the headquarter. Even so, he keeps the sub-top floor vacant because of you, which shows that he cares about you!"

"He cares about you."

I repeated Nancy's last sentence.

I carefully analyzed her words and found that what she had said seemed to be true. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

As a company got bigger and bigger and got involved in more and more fields, naturally, it would recruit people constantly. But he still kept the sub-top floor for me...

If I didn't move here, it would be a waste of his kindness to me.

While I was lost in my thoughts, Nancy held my arm and said, "Let's go. Since it's rare for us to be together, let's go shopping and have dinner together. Anyway, your man and my man are both working overtime."