When Gabrielle returned to her workroom, she ran into Jason.
"Jason, I need to talk to you about something," she said.
Jason turned his attention towards her and smiled. "Does it have anything to do with Jackson's task for Michelle?"
His words took Gabrielle by surprise, but then she smiled at him. "It seems that I really can't hide anything from you, huh? That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. I just came from Jackson's office."
"Jackson has thought it through and wants to take this order. Of course, I'm happy to give it to him," Jason said with a smile.
In Gabrielle's eyes, seeing him smile like that made him look like a sly old fox.
Even though he was just smiling, it was so apparent that he was up to something.
"Look, it's fine if he wants to take the order. But why do I have to follow him around as his assistant? He doesn't even like me that much." Gabrielle calmly expressed her thought.
"Gabrielle, you're the assistant of the person in charge of the final design. You were briefly my assistant back when we were working together. Now that the order has been transferred to Jackson, it's only natural for you to be his assistant. Don't you agree, Lolita?" Jason asked, glancing at Lolita.
She looked back at him first, then at Gabrielle, and then she turned her attention to him again. "I agree with Mr. Foster."
On one hand was her friend, and on the other was her boss. Naturally, she had to stand on her boss' side. Lolita was a practical woman, and more importantly, Jason's reasoning was sound.
"You see, Gabrielle? Lolita shares my sentiment, so that means I'm correct. You say that Jackson hates you, but let's be honest; he hates everyone. His temper in the office is legendary. We all know that! He acknowledges people based on their efforts and work etiquette. If you want him to stop hating you, you should show him how good you are at work, and render him speechless!" Jason argued.
Everyone knew what they must do, but it was easier said than done.
"Of course, I know that. But…"
"Gabrielle, you're my apprentice. I know how good you are. I'm sure you can make a great impression on Jackson. Do you not have enough confidence in yourself, so you believe you can't do it?" Jason asked calmly.
"It's not that I don't want to do it. I just want to know if you're the one who sent me there or if it's Jackson who requested me to be there." Gabrielle wasn't backing down. She just wanted to know how she got to be there.
After all, there was a difference between those two situations.
If Jason were the one who wanted her to assist Jackson, it meant that he wanted her to learn from Jackson.
But if Jackson was the one who requested her presence, it meant that he was planning to make her work life miserable.
She had offended Jackson thoroughly the last time they saw each other.
"What difference does it make?" Jason raised an eyebrow at her.
"There's a difference," Gabrielle answered seriously.
"Then what is it? If I tell you the answer, will it help you learn better? Whether we want to admit it or not, Jackson is a great teacher. I'm asking you to learn from him. This is a good opportunity for you. Seize it. Normal people rarely get the chance to even get close to him," Jason said as he looked into her eyes.
At this point, Gabrielle said nothing more. She understood that Jason was only doing this for her own good.
"I understand, Jason. I'll work hard under Jackson's tutelage," she replied.
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