Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 20

Time passed very quickly, and it was quiet in the morning. At noon, Jenna tidied her desk and got ready to head out for lunch.

There was a staff cafeteria at Richards Group, but Jenna didn't want to go there. She didn't want to stay too long in this troubled place, so she took the elevator and went to eat at an outside eatery.

She went to the employees' elevator and waited quietly. There was an employee elevator and a special elevator in Richards Group. The latter was reserved only for Hansen, Aria, Marissa Sotomayor who was Hansen's mother, and the other higher-ups.

The elevator quickly arrived from the top floor. When the elevator came from the top floor, it was usually empty. She worked on the 86th floor, and the only floor higher than that was the 88th floor, where Hansen's office was. The 87th floor was not numbered due to superstitious reasons.

Jenna walked in when the elevator doors opened. When she looked up, she saw Minnie wearing the pale red secretary's suit of the Richards Group. She was playing with the latest iPhone in her hand. She looked down at the phone screen with a smile on her face. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Jenna's heart skipped a beat. She blurted out, "Minnie, why are you here?"

Hearing the question, Minnie raised her head and saw Jenna, who was full of curiosity. She smiled and said with disdain, "Why, can't I be here? If you can stay at Richards Group, why can't I? I am younger and more beautiful than you are. Ms. McAdams trusts me and Mr. Richards likes me very much. Of course I have to join Richards Group. Is there anything wrong with that?"

She was straightforward and incomparably arrogant.

Jenna felt sad. After what happened last night, she already knew what Minnie's intentions were. She felt a chill in her heart, then she smiled coldly and said, "Minnie, if you are that ignorant, then I

have nothing to say. However, as your cousin, I want to remind you that at your age now, your focus should be on completing your studies in school rather than trying to climb up to a higher place and taking shortcuts. I'm worried that you'll lose everything in the end, and it will do no good to you."

When she finished her words calmly, the elevator bell rang. She turned around, stepped out of the elevator door, and walked outside.

"Jenna, stop," Minnie shouted angrily from behind. "You're just jealous of me because you can't get Mr. Richards' love. Anyone who thinks like you will only end up like you, a woman that men would easily abandon."

Her words humiliated Jenna, who stopped and turned around to face her. Her eyes were gloomy and cold. She stared straight at Minnie; her eyes were fixed on her as she approached her.

When she was a child, Minnie was afraid of her brilliant cousin who excelled in every aspect. Although she was upset about it, she did not dare to show it. Now, however, she was the one who started to talk rudely, and when faced with Jenna who was stronger and more competent, she felt intimidated and guilty. She was forced to step back as Jenna stepped forward. She was in a panic as she stammered:

"What's the use of studying? There is no guarantee that you can find a job after graduation. It's every scholars' dream to get into a company with good benefits like the Richards Group. My choice is the right one. Moreover, Ms. McAdams thinks highly of me. With her support, what should I be afraid of? Who are you to control me?"

As she said this, Minnie felt confident again. She stood up straight, plucked up her courage and looked back at Jenna's eyes fiercely.

"What, what do you want? Let me tell you, if you want to get your family's money back by using Hansen, stop dreaming. Mr. Richards won't help you. You only have a beautiful face. If you can do

it, then I'm sure that I can too. I'm much younger and more beautiful than you are."

Jenna's heart felt like it was pricked by a sharp needle, but she would no longer feel sad for such a shallow woman. She waved her hand that was wrapped in white gauze and said coldly, "Minnie, which path you want to choose is your business, but let me warn you, behave yourself and don't play tricks in front of me, otherwise, I won't let you go. I'll remember this."

As she was touching her injured hand, she felt as if a cold light had shot straight into her heart. Minnie stared at her indignantly, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

Jenna sneered and turned to walk toward the round floating platform.

A gentleman stood outside the building; he looked sophisticated and elegant. The sun was high in the sky, illuminating him with a layer of gold, and he looked dazzling in the sunlight.

He smiled slightly, and his pleasant voice was full of charm.

"Jen."

Rayan stood next to an expensive Rolls-Royce and looked at her with a smile.

"Mr. Whalen." Just as Jenna walked down, she was stunned for a moment. Then she reacted and walked quickly to him. "Brother Rayan, why are you here?"

She raised her head slightly and looked up at him. There was a hint of playfulness on her face, and she smiled faintly.

Rayan laughed heartily. He looked at Jenna's hand and asked with concern, "Jen, how is your hand? I couldn't find you anywhere last night."

Last night?

Jenna felt uncomfortable and shook her head. "It's fine. I'm alright."

"Of course, you have to be fine." Rayan's eyes were full of pity. "I still want to listen to you playing the piano."

"No problem!" Jenna laughed, the dark blue tint of his car reflected her red lips, revealing a row of neat crescent-shaped teeth. The sun penetrated her face, but it did not prick her eyes. It turned her face into a charming red color, and all the sad emotions faded away. She looked at the light in the distance with curved eyebrows. "Young Master Whalen, as long as you want to listen, I'm willing to offer my services at any time."

"Haha!" Rayan laughed heartily again. "Jen, let's go. I'll bring you to try some French food. Let's try the French cuisine in A city and see if it tastes good."

"This..." Jenna was a little hesitant as it was her lunch break. There was a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon too.

"Don't worry, it's not far away. It's just nearby and it won't affect your work." Darkness flashed through Rayan's eyes. Fie glanced at the towering building, and a sense of loss rippled through his heart.

Fie really did not expect that Jenna, who had returned to A city, would actually return to work at Richards Group. Fie was very upset and he wanted to know why she had done so.

Why would she choose this place where she had suffered so much humiliation? Was it only for Flansen?

"Don't worry, let's go," Rayan smiled gently and opened the door.

Jenna no longer hesitated and got into the car.

She was grateful to Rayan from the bottom of her heart. When she left A city three years ago, she had escaped without a single penny from Flansen. In the three years she spent abroad, she devoted herself to study car design. The savings she brought from her mother's family were all used up. After that was gone, she had to go out to find a job to support her studies.

When she was looking for jobs with her car design model, however, she was disappointed that no one would appreciate her work.

It was dark that day when she stood by the river, holding her car design. She was disheartened, cold, and hungry. She didn't know what to do, and her expression was gloomy.

Not far away, stood a man dressed in a casual denim T-shirt and a cap. He was dressed casually, but there was a brilliant aura about him.

He was calm and elegant, and he had a faint smile on his face.

On that day, after seeing Jenna's design, he had a long chat with her and encouraged her with his words.

Then, her luck changed. The company called, and from that point onwards, she became the designer for the Whalen Group.

In less than a few months, the car model she designed climbed to popularity all over the world!

Just when she had a taste of success, something happened to her family!

She had no choice but to rush back!