Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 26

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 26
“Yup, this is my sketch. Let me know what you think.”

Catherine opened the laptop and handed it over.

A mysterious dark blue color spread across Shaun’s eyes. At first glance, he felt as if he was traveling through a space-time tunnel surrounded by dazzling starlight.

She began explaining the concept behind the design. “This sketch is titled ‘Cosmic Eye’. Look, don’t you think the countless nebulae here resemble pairs of twinkling eyes? I believe the main focus of our future expedition lies in the universe. Over here is the Fourth Dimensional World, designed using Escher style…”

He listened attentively as she explained the details with assurance. His eyes remained as still as water although he was secretly overwhelmed with astonishment on the inside.

This creativity with a touch of exploration was perfectly suitable for the interior design of a technology center.

Indeed, he had underestimated her in the past. He did not expect a young lady born with a silver spoon in the mouth would know much about designing. However, her performance far exceeded his expectations.

She was even better than numerous popular designers whom he had worked with before.

This woman was extremely talented in this field.

There was this inexplicable charm when she was engrossed in work.

“What do you think?”

Catherine blinked eagerly at him after introducing the design. The sparkle in her eyes showed that she was definitely fishing for compliments.

“Satisfactory,” Shaun said simply, pretending not to see the excitement in her eyes.

She pouted at the man’s remark as she thought her idea was brilliant. “Do you think I stand a chance?”

“Don’t be so full of yourself. There’s always someone more talented out there.” He dampened her enthusiasm.

“…”

She was frustrated for not receiving the praise she anticipated. It seemed like the end of the conversation.

“I’ll definitely win this.”

She closed the laptop with an affirmative nod before turning around and walking away, swinging her ponytail proudly in the air. She did not know that the man behind her had his lips in a faint smile.

…

The following day, President Yates could not stop smiling when Catherine showed him her sketch. He decided to proceed with her sketch right there and then.

Henry’s face reddened with anger. He lowered his head to the ground so that others would not notice his grimace.

The day of the bidding. Catherine hurried over to the location.

Upon arriving, she noticed Rebecca and her team getting out of the company car.

A lump formed in her throat. It was a strange feeling to see the familiar faces with their new leader.

Those people who used to work alongside her were now closely trailing after Rebecca. They threw glances filled with disdain and ridicule at her.

“Hey, look, it’s the great designer, Catherine Jones. You’ve been fired from your post but still show up for the bidding? What cheek,” James said in mockery.

“I’m here as a representative of the company I’m currently working for,” she replied coldly. “Laugh all you want, but you should know my ability.”

“Ability?” He scoffed. “You only secured a place at ours because of the president. You’re nobody after leaving Summit.”

“Cousin, don’t say that. She’s our sister, after all,” Rebecca said jokingly, “Cathy, which company are you representing today? We might be rivals, then.”