Knock, knock…
There was a sudden knock on the office door.
He clenched his fist and calmed down after a while. He put the picture back into the drawer and flipped through a file. He then only said, “Come in.”
Lindsay walked in with a document in her hand. She handed it over to him, “This is needed for today, so I need your signature.”
Stanford took it over and flipped through it indifferently.
“You don’t seem to look well. Are you uncomfortable?” Lindsay asked with concern. She did not mention what had happened yesterday.
Stanford did not answer as he pursed his lips.
Lindsay bit her lip, “Stanford…”
“Done.” He tossed the signed document over as he did not want to hear Lindsay’s words obviously.
Lindsay clenched her fist and finally held back the words she wanted to say. She picked up the document, “ ‘I Have A Dream’ Foundation is going to organize a fundraising dinner and you’re invited.”
As she said, she handed a golden bronzing card to him.
This kind of event was usually attended by dignitaries, mainly to provide them with a publicity platform in a bid to demonstrate their status as well as a good reputation.
This was a mutually beneficial event as the rich would donate to earn a good reputation while the foundation would then help those needy people with the raised fund.
Stanford glanced at it and said, “I know it.”
“I will go with you.” Lindsay said but she was afraid that he would decline her, “You need a female companion beside you for this kind of event.”
Stanford replied faintly, “Fine, continue with your work then.”
It was in the hotel.
Casimir knocked on Amanda’s door while holding a box in his hand.
She was wearing casual home clothes and a pair of anti-blue light glasses, working in front of her computer. She walked over and opened the door when she heard the sound.
When she saw that it was Casimir, she asked, “Why are you here?”
“There is something of course.” He went into the room without getting her permission.
She closed the door and took off her glasses while asking, “Do you want to get something to drink?”
“I don’t need. Try on this gown.” Casimir handed it over.
Amanda looked at him blankly, “What’s the point of trying on this gown?”
“There is something of course.” Casimir pulled her, “A fundraising dinner. I don’t have a female companion, so you’re going with me.”
Amanda frowned, “I don’t have time.”
“I don’t care. You must come unless you don’t want to be friends with me anymore.” Casimir sat down on the sofa cheekily.
Amanda grabbed the gown helplessly, “You have helped me a lot but you rarely want me to help. So, I will do you a favour today.”
Casimir smiled, “Being my companion isn’t a shameful thing. I’m not ugly, right?”
Amanda could not help but laugh, “Enough boasting about yourself.”
“So, you’re saying that I’m ugly, right?” Casimir stared at her with his eyes wide open.
“Fine, you aren’t ugly.” Amanda took the gown and went to change the clothes after she saying that.
After a while, she came out in a white dress and asked, “Is it okay?”
Casimir’s eyes flashed, “This really suits you. I still have an eye for it. After styling your hair, it will be perfect.”
“I don’t need to make up, do I?” Amanda asked.
“You’re already good-looking without make-up.” Casimir smiled and said.
Amanda still wanted to put on light make-up, “You’re a manager attending such an event for the first time, so I can’t let you down.”
After a year of hard work, Casimir had become the branch manager for his company. Although he didn’t look serious all the time, he was still quite capable.
“That’s good.” Casimir grinned as he was even happier.
Amanda looked at him and smiled.
It was seven o’clock in the evening.
At the entrance to the dinner, there was a long queue and full of luxury cars.
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