The Wife He Dumped, The Queen She Returned As novel Chapter 220

Jenna cast a pointed, smug glance at Chloe. "After all, it might seem like a huge, impossible milestone to some people, but to me, it's just another stepping stone. I honestly didn't even prepare that much. It was pure luck."

"Besides, the only reason I wanted to work under Dr. Sharpe is because I heard the legendary Caroline Monet is her disciple!"

"Once I start my position, I'll definitely get to meet Caroline! Don't worry, Mr. Hayes, the second I meet her, I'll make sure she adds you on WhatsApp!"

Hearing Caroline Monet's name, Percival's cold, imposing demeanor softened instantly.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

He practically beamed. To be completely honest, it had been far too long since he last heard Caroline's voice, and he truly missed it.

During the darkest, most desperate era of his life, it was that calm, fluid, yet unshakably resilient female voice that had provided him with an immense pillar of mental support and comfort.

To him, Caroline Monet wasn't just a brilliant young professional worthy of admiration; she was a savior who had shown him profound grace.

Percival prided himself on being a man who always paid his debts. Anyone who offered him warmth and a helping hand would receive his absolute loyalty in return.

Right at that moment, Jenna let out a loud gasp of excitement.

"Oh my god! Dr. Sharpe just accepted my WhatsApp request!"

A notification pinged loudly on her phone.

Jenna shot up from the sofa, practically vibrating with excitement. "She wants me to come to the lab to see her right now!"

Percival's face split into a proud, glowing smile. "Wonderful, Jenna! If Dr. Sharpe picked you, it means you truly are top-tier!"

He looked at Jenna with overflowing satisfaction, tinged only with a hint of regret that she wasn't officially part of the family.

Finally, he turned to Preston. "Preston, drive Jenna there yourself."

Preston shot a fleeting glance at Chloe before standing up. "Alright."

The three of them chatted and laughed as they made their way toward the door.

Only Eleonora remained seated, her eyes locked anxiously onto Chloe.

"Chloe."

She reached out and took Chloe's hand. "It's okay. Building a career takes time. You've just returned to the scene, so hitting a roadblock is perfectly normal."

"If you need anything—anything at all—you must tell Grandma. I might be old, but I still have enough power to clear a path for you."

Eleonora was genuinely amazed at how quickly and flawlessly Chloe picked up absolutely everything she was taught.

She smiled knowingly. "Is it for Preston?"

Outside the slightly ajar door, a set of footsteps abruptly halted.

Chloe smoothly changed the subject. "Grandma, what's the actual difference between these two fabrics?"

Eleonora happily launched into a detailed explanation.

Preston stood completely still in the hallway for a very long time.

Feeling the quiet, intimate focus radiating from the room as Chloe worked on a men's jacket, the terrifying, hollow panic that had been eating away at him since last night suddenly began to fade, filling up with a warm, undeniable rush of hope.

The corners of his mouth curved up into a genuine smile.

Just then, Ken called. "Mr. Hayes, the Kandaria flights have been canceled. Should I go ahead and reschedule tomorrow's board meetings and appointments?"

Preston didn't hesitate. "Rebook the tickets."