A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 75

After asking the front desk for directions, Eleanor found her way to the President’s office.

Jason was massaging his forehead, looking worn out.

Eleanor knocked on the door, “Mr. Clowers.”

Jason looked up at her, “You’ve arrived.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Eleanor nodded and walked up to him, asking, “Is there anything you need me to arrange?”

Previously, when dealing with the Ratliff Group’s partners, she would just arrange their entertainment activities on her own, as long as they were happy.

But now that Jason had asked her to be his personal assistant, she needed to check with him first.

Jason stopped rubbing his temples and said gently, “Nothing really just help me make some coffee when I have a meeting later.”

“Sure.” Said Eleanor.

As Eleanor left, Jason stared at her retreating figure, seemingly lost in thought.

Her silhouette seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before many times..

But he couldn’t recall, his head aching…

He shook his head, picked up his phone, and sent Tyler Howell a message.

Tyler was in a meeting, but when he saw the message, he quickly replied: [Why do you have a headache again? Did you remember something?]

Jason: [No, just saw someone who seemed familiar, then my head started hurting badly.]

Tyler: [Who did you see?]

Upon seeing this question, Jason suddenly didn’t want to answer it

He had a feeling that if he told Tyler that seeing Eleanor gave him a headache, Eleanor would be in danger.

He dismissed the thought and casually replied ‘a stranger,’ then put down his phone to attend the meeting.

The Clowers Group’s A City branch office may not be as large as in the B City, but it still occupied an entire building on Spice

Boulevard.

At this moment, Jason had called a meeting of all senior executives, and dozens of people in professional attire with laptops in- hand filed into the building.

In no time, the spacious conference room was filled.

Eleanor sat in the waiting area outside, looking enviously through the glass at the gathering of elites.

She had studied design and could have found a decent internship to work her way up.

However, given her circumstances at the time, she had no choice but to find a job that paid enough.

Thinking back to those days, Eleanor’s gaze slowly shifted to Jason…

He sat at the head of the conference table, his head slightly tilted as he looked at the PowerPoint on the big screen and listened to the executives’ reports.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and with two strands of hair falling gently on his forehead, he looked gentle and elegant, yet exuded an air of a authority.

Seeing Jason like this, Eleanor suddenly understood.

He was meant to be someone high and noble, there was no way held want a woman to hold him back.

As she stared, lost in thought, Jason suddenly looked up and glanced at her through the glass.

Then he picked up his phone and sent her a message: [Ms. Shultz, could you please bring me a cup of coffee?]

Eleanor saw the message and quickly got up to make him a coffee in the break room.

Once it was ready, she carried the coffee and knocked on the door

Everyone in the conference room turned their eyes to the door.

The executive doing the presentation stopped talking, looking displeased.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Eleanor was about to leave when Jason waved to her, “Come in.”

Eleanor brought the coffee to him, put it next to his hand, and was about to leave.

Jason, however, said, “Ms. Shultz, have a seat and listen.”

All the top executives was speechless.

Mr. President, she was from the Ratliff Group. What if she leaked our secrets?