I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268

When the group left the meeting room, Lily led Nathan Cole to his new desk.

It was placed conveniently close to Sophie’s office, so whenever the blinds were open, he could see everything happening inside.

“Nathan, if you have any questions, you can always ask us,” Lily reminded him gently.

Only then did Nathan finally pull his gaze away from Sophie and turn to her with a grin.

“Lily, what kind of projects does the design department usually handle? I want to prove myself as soon as possible.”

His ambition was obvious. Lily arched a brow, thinking it over before replying

“Well, if you have a portfolio of your own, you should show it to Manager Chandler. She’ll evaluate it and assign you to a project.”

Nathan’s smile deepened, his little canine tooth flashing. He picked up his portfolio and strode straight toward Sophie’s office.

Back at their desks, the rest of the team immediately clustered around Lily.

“I heard this kid is the ultimate connection hire,” Vivian, who specialized in rubies, whispered first.

“I’ve heard the same. The Coles are one of the most powerful Chinese–owned corporations in France, and Nathan is the old man’s favorite grandson He’s here for ‘experience,” added Rowan, who had once studied in France and even interned at the Cole Group.

That revelation made everyone’s eyes widen.

The Cole Group had worked with Hills for years, their cooperation deepening steadily. Depending on how you looked at it, it was either a strong partnership–or a convenient excuse for gossip that Nathan was here as a corporate spy.

Their collective gaze drifted toward Sophie’s office, where Nathan was now standing by her desk, patiently waiting for her to review his portfolio.

There was no denying the boy was talented. But Sophie saw right through him his work reeked of impatience and a hunger for quick glory.

“The designs are good,” she admitted, glancing up at him.

Nathan’s smile widened, lips parting to spill some flattery–only for Sophie to douse him with cold water.

“But in Morgan Group, your designs don’t count for much.”

The light in his eyes faltered. His grin slipped, uncertainty flickering across his face. But the mask quickly returned, and he chuckled softly.

“Manager Chandler, I don’t think you really know me yet. But I do know you–you have such elegance and beauty. I’d like to use you as inspiration for a whole line of jewelry.”

A chill glinted in Sophie’s eyes.

“Nathan, designers here are judged by talent, not sweet talk.”

He leaned forward, bracing both hands on her desk.

“I’ve won international awards–look, they’re in the portfolio. And I know youe Liora. You understand my work. I think we could be kindred spirits. don’t you?”

His gaze lingered on her, emotions swirling beneath the surface.

But Sophie’s expression stayed icy. She flipped through his portfolio again. A roment later, the sound of paper tearing cut through the silence.

Nathan’s eyes dropped just in time to see her rip page after page from the binder, reducing his prized designs to scraps. She tossed the ruined booklet onto the desk.

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Chapter 268

“Charisma can be someone’s trait, but it can’t be the style of jewelry,” Sophie said coolly.

“You’re too eager, too restless. Here, your past honors mean nothing. At Morgan Group, you start from zero.”

Leaning back in her chair, Sophie rested her hand–ringed with a wedding band–on her belly. Her lips curved faintly.

“Since you’re here to gain experience, you can start as an assistant. Vivian needs one. From now on, she’ll assign your tasks.”

She lifted her chin toward Vivian’s desk outside.

“You were already chatting with everyone earlier, weren’t you? Then go on, don’t waste time.”

Nathan understood the dismissal and nodded.

“Alright, Manager Chandler.”

“Just Manager Chandler,” she corrected sternly.

“Of course, Manager Chandler.” His boyish smile returned, disarming as ever.

Only once he left did Sophie exhale, closing the blinds before pulling out her phone.

This young master is really something, she texted Marcus.

His reply came instantly: Did he give you trouble?

Not exactly. Just… too many little schemes, she admitted, sipping her tea.

Marcus grasped her meaning immediately and pressed his intercom.

“Assign more bodyguards to the design department,” he ordered coldly.

Chris looked puzzled but complied. Soon several guards appeared upstairs–though their presence was far too obvious.

Sophie couldn’t help laughing at the sight. She dialed Marcus.

“What are you doing now?”

“Obviously staking my claim,” he said without hesitation.

She sighed. “Marcus, you really don’t miss a trick.”

Just then, a knock came at her door–before she could answer, Nathan pushed it open.

“Manager Chandler, I’ve drafted a proposal using the materials Vivian gave me. Could you take a look?” He placed the file on her desk.

Sophie frowned, checking the clock. Only thirty minutes had passed since she sent him out. A proposal in half an hour?

“Nathan, that’s not your job. Vivian will assign your tasks,” she said coldly.

But he stepped closer, voice soft and almost pleading.

“Manager Chandler… the tasks she gave me are too simple. This proposal was something I’d already thought up before I came. Please, just give me a chance.”

A man acting coy was something Sophie found insufferable. Her wary gaze landed on him, then she raised her hand deliberately, letting the massive diamond on her ring sparkle under the light.

“Nathan, if you have any issues with the work I assign you–take it up with my husband.”

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