The Unexpected Marriage novel Chapter 20

The new working environment made Joan forget what had happened to her a few days ago. She wondered if Darren prepared. The back of Joan's chair was a soft cushion, and she used it to cover the wound on her back in a proper manner.

The colleagues got along well with each other. However, Joan could sense something wrong from their expressions. They seemed to have something to say, but they were afraid of Joan.

But since she could have a job, it meant that she could earn money by her own hands. She was happy, as if she had returned to the past. She was thinking that she would arrange a small flat near the company and move out from the small apartment of Darren Lu.

All of a sudden, the telephone on her seat rang. She answered it at once and heard Selina's sweet and polite voice, "Miss Gu, Mr. Lu invites you to his office."

'This man is indeed cunning. No wonder they all said in secret that Darren is a shrewd man and will never pay you more salary than you are worth of.'. She pouted and stood up.

"Mr. Lu, are you looking for me?" It was like he was doing official business.

It was a gilded invitation card. "Open it." With his fingers still tapping on the keyboard, he said without looking up.

Joan opened the invitation and took a look. It was the invitation to his grandfather's 70th birthday party, which was held in the backyard of the villa of the Lu family.

"Don't do anything tonight. I'll take you to buy a proper dress."

She stared at her canvas shoes and lost in thought for a while. In this office building, she was indeed like a little girl serving tea and water.

No wonder she was easygoing to everyone. Putting herself in other's shoes, she could feel the easiness too. She was the only designer who came to work with plain cloth shoes.

She was so smart that she knew well that the only way to save her face was to wear expensive dress. Although she got a new dress from her when she took part in the design competition that day, the dress was so expensive that it was even not suitable to carry a shoe when standing next to Wesley's Armani.

Both his driver and his assistant worked in Prada, so as a Mrs. Lu named by Darren, she would not disgrace him.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the lobby after work."

His fingers froze, and he stared intently at the woman in front of him. "Why do you wait in the hall? What are you hiding from?"

Joan didn't know why he had said that. She was just Darren's shield. Of course, she didn't want her identity to become a hot topic. She said, "I just don't want my colleagues to think that I make it to work here because of you."

"Didn't you? come to work here because of me?"

Did it mean that working for him really made her so embarrassed?