She Killed My Ex

Chapter 86 Well, Wasn’t This Caroline, the Ms. Jameson

Chapter 86 Well, Wasn't This Caroline, the Ms. Jameson

"Hey, have you heard? I've just met Caroline. She asked people around if they have any spots open. She can do anything."

"This woman is crazy about money, but she is not suitable for the public relations department. I don't know why the head let her in. It lowers the average quality of our department."

"She hasn't received any work for a month, has she? I think she's desperate. She asked all the people in our public relations department today."

In the bathroom, several people from the PR department were mending their makeup in front of the washstand and gossiping.

"Well, stop talking about her, what a bummer. Mr. Brooks hasn't come here for a long time. Those playboys have opened a VIP on the sixth floor today. Let's go to find Mr. Brooks."

A few women with heavy makeup went to the sixth floor.

Caroline asked all the people around her for help. With no result, she returned to the restroom of the public relations department in frustration.

She looked up at the clock in the lounge. The time was ticking away.

Marissa sent her a text message, telling her that Bentley had twenty minutes left to arrive at the Royal Club.

She knew that Bentley was always punctual and a man of his word. The despair in her heart was growing.

"Hey, Caroline, come with me."

The door of the resting room was pushed open. When she looked up, Marissa stood there with a cold face and looked at her.

"Marissa?" Caroline was shocked and turned pale. "Is he coming?"

So soon?

At that moment, Caroline was helpless like a child. Marissa felt an ache in her chest and hard to breathe. She took a heavy breath, then looked at Caroline indifferently and said,

"Big boss hasn't come yet. Follow me."

"Marissa?"

Marissa frowned, "What are you waiting for? I'll take you to meet the guests I know."

Caroline stood up in a second and said, "Marissa, I'm coming."

Marissa did not say anything but led Caroline upstairs.

"The sixth floor?" Caroline's face looked a little strange.

"Do you think that the guests who can't even afford to spend on the sixth floor can give you a reward of 500,000 dollars?" Marissa stopped in front of a private room, "Caroline, that's all I can do. I shouldn't have brought you here. There are things that I couldn't tell you. You also need to know that Marissa cares for you, but she also wants to live well."

Caroline lowered her head. She knew what Marissa meant by her ambiguous words. She knew how much Marissa struggled inside when she brought her to this room today and made this decision. "Marissa, I get it. Thank you so much. I understand."

This sentence "I understand" explained everything. Marissa's eyelids twitched and she looked carefully at the inconspicuous woman in front of her, Caroline, who saw everything clear but said nothing. She had true wisdom.

Marissa stopped looking at Caroline. Before knocking at the door, she said to Caroline behind her,

"That's all I can do, but whether miracles can occur depends on your own fortune. "

Caroline suddenly remembered something and stop Marissa's hand from knocking at the door, she said, "Marissa, the guest you know in this room, what is his last name?"

"Mr. Brooks. Wait a minute, Caroline, where are you going?" Before Marissa finished speaking, she saw Caroline turning around with a pale face and leaving. Marissa reached out her hand and grabbed her immediately, "What are you doing?"

She frowned and was confused.

While grabbing Caroline, because she just knocked on the door of the room, she did not expect the guest inside would open the door themselves in a good mood.

"Marissa, didn't you say you were going to bring someone, why did you just come?" Easton stood at the door and glanced at Caroline with interest. He didn't recognize Caroline, but he was familiar with her clothes, and said,

"Oh, didn't I just run into you in the elevator? Mr. Jameson's new favorite?"

Easton walked forward, went around to the front of Caroline, and frivolously hooked her chin with his finger.

Caroline hung her head, trying not to let it fall.

"Hey! She's shy and won't let me see it." Easton played rascal immediately and said, "Mr. Brooks has to see your face today."

Marissa said aside, "Don't be afraid, Caroline. Mr. Brooks is just teasing you. He is very kind."

Easton hooked Caroline's chin with his finger and paused. He looked at the woman with her head down in front of him suspiciously, and asked Marissa, "What did you just say?"

Caroline was shocked and said flatly, "Marissa, stop!"

She found that she had done something she shouldn't have done after shouting, which only made Easton more suspicious.

Easton was doubtful. Marissa also noticed that something was wrong. Caroline's reaction was too strange!

Easton's reaction was also strange.

"Caroline?" With a suspicious gaze, Easton suddenly released the finger hooked on Caroline's chin. Caroline didn't have time to catch a breath, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp, and Marissa's shouting sounded in her ears,

"Mr. Brooks, what are you doing?"

At the same time, Caroline saw a pair of bloody eyes, and the owner of those eyes licked his lips excitedly, "It's you, Caroline. I didn't expect that you turned into such an ugly person, but I would recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"

Caroline's face was pale at once.

Easton dragged her hair, but made an extremely gentlemanly gesture and said, "Callie, should I invite you into the room, or you go in by yourself?"

Caroline's face changed again and again. Her face changed several times, from red to green. She was very clear that she could not get away today.

Easton would never let her go!

"No need to bother Mr. Brooks." She said slowly in a rough voice and moved Easton's hand that was holding her hair. She raised her foot, kept it as stable as possible, and walked into the room.

So far, Marissa also understood that things were unusual and followed in.

"Guys, let's have a look. This is Caroline." Easton followed her and greeted the friends in the room with a smile.

Whoosh!

Many pairs of eyes, with a variety of scrutiny, and their looks were like they saw some kind of jokes, constantly checked on Caroline.

Marissa tried to cover for Caroline, and she said, "Mr. Brooks, so you know Callie, but she has other things to do today. I'll ask her to say hello to you later. I'll take her away first." Then she went forward and took Caroline's hand and walked out.

Marissa just about to hold Caroline's hand, was pushed away by Easton, he said, "Marissa, get out of the way. It's none of your business here. Either watch it or go out. But if you want to take her away, ask everyone here if they agree."

Marissa's face became dignified instantly.

Their backgrounds were complicated. They were all from various rich families in Lehcaster.

Mr. Brooks was not an ordinary upstart.

Marissa asked Caroline on purpose, "Callie, do you know Mr. Brooks?" She wanted to know what the unpleasantness between Caroline and Mr. Brooks was.

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Easton said with a smile, "You think she doesn't know about me? Marissa, you are a latecomer in Lehcaster, and you probably haven't heard of Ms. Jameson, the proudest and most confident girl from the Jamesons in Lehcaster"

"Mr. Brooks, that's water under the bridge." Caroline interrupted Easton, "It's over!"

Easton sneered, "It's over? Is it your call? Hah, Caroline, Caroline. I heard Marissa say that one of her employees is in urgent need of 500,000 dollars. Is that you?

How come the insufferably arrogant Caroline Jameson was also short of 500,000 dollars?

"OK," Easton took out a check and slapped it on the crystal table, and said, " Caroline, I won't give you a hard time today. Get down on your knees and slap yourself a hundred times. Every time you slap, you say, 'I, Caroline a slut available for every man'. You can take the 500,000 dollars. "