Chapter 23 The Peculiar Boss
Wilson escorted her to the backstage.
It was a cramped room of less than twenty square meters, where three or four dozen young and pretty car models had to do their makeup and change clothes. With other staff members coming and going, the room was crowded.
Emily frowned. It seemed like today's work was destined to be challenging.
"Jackson is here," Wilson whispered.
Emily turned around, finally getting a good look at Jackson.
He wasn't dressed in a suit and tie. Instead, he wore just a black leather jacket over a black vest, tightly hugging his chest and abs, perfectly outlining his muscular physique. Below, he wore loose jeans with a skull emblem painted on the pockets.
He didn't look like a boss.
But he was the one who signed her paychecks. Emily touched her nose, lowered her head, and followed behind Wilson, trying not to let Jackson see her.
Jackson approached and stopped just as he was about to pass them. Stepping back, he stood imposingly in front of Emily. He was tall and strong, his dark shadow almost enveloping her entirely.
Emily wasn't used to standing so close to strangers and took a slight step back.
"Are you Emily?" He smirked, playing with her name on his lips.
Emily nodded stiffly. "Hello, boss. I'm Emily."
"Do you know who I am?"
She had been a full-time homemaker for years and didn't recognize him at all.
"I'm sorry..."
Wilson broke the awkward silence. "My boss, Jackson, is a renowned figure in the global automotive design industry!"
Automotive design? No wonder he had such a big temper. He was an artist after all.
Emily awkwardly smiled. "I remember now."
"Then, what's my full name?"
Emily was dumbfounded.
Was he testing her on the spot?
Emily gritted her teeth, unsure how to respond.
"Do you know or not?"
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