My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)

Chapter 117

Read My Past is Just Prologue By Louisa Dillon Chapter 117 – The Woman He Doesn’t Know

Janet was moved with compassion, and it happened that she had nothing to do next. Why didn’t she

see if this young man needed help.

Taking the room card from the front desk, Janet walked towards the man, “Do you need any help? I can

speak Esbanol.”

Willis suddenly raised his head, and at that moment, he thought he saw an angel.

“You speak Esbanol, so can you translate the contract?” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“It shouldn’t be a problem.”

Janet was just being modest. Her Esbanol level was more than enough to translate the contract.

Willis was urgent and didn’t have other choices. He eagerly pulled Janet, “Then please do me a favor

and translate this contract for me. I have to finish it today, but this contract is too much for me. It’s

difficult. If I can’t translate it, I will lose my job…”

Janet nodded.

A student who was still in school had only learned Esbanol for three or four years at most and had

almost zero practical experience. It was normal not to understand the terms and conditions of the

contract and some professional terms.

“Wait for me, I’ll put my luggage back in the room and follow you.”

“Good!”

Willis accompanied Janet upstairs, watching her every move with burning eyes, for fear that she would

run away. Afraid that Janet would be bored, he chatted with her by himself, “Actually, it’s like forcing a

donkey to dance for me today. The translation was originally taken by my teacher, but he suddenly had

gastroenteritis and was vomiting and having diarrhea. He fooled me into coming for him, saying that the

reward was generous. If I knew it was so difficult, I would never come, no matter how much money you

have!”

Seeing that Janet didn’t talk to each other, he suddenly realized that they didn’t know each other yet, so

he smiled awkwardly and began to introduce himself.

“My name is Willis Holm, and I am a senior student at the University of Foreign Studies in A City. What

about you?”

“Janet Longfellow.”

She responded simply and clearly, went back to the room and put away her luggage, and let Willis led

the way to the closed

lounge.

Willis took out a paper contract, a laptop, and a thick dictionary from his bag.

“That’s it, can you translate it?”

Janet picked up the contract and glanced at it. She had an overview of the contract.

It’s not difficult, but it has a lot of content, and it will take some time to translate.

“No problem.”

Janet sat down, glanced at the paper version of the contract, and began typing on the laptop without

even looking through the dictionary.

Within ten minutes, a paragraph was translated.

Willis was shocked, “So fast?! Are you sure it’s accurate?”

“You can have a look.”

Janet turned sideways slightly, with a calm but confident tone, and asked Willis to look over.

There were no uncommon words in this passage, so Willis could read them and knew that Janet’s

translation was indeed accurate, but her speed was too fast!

If he did it by himself, it must not be so fast.

“You are so amazing! The efficiency is so high, and the accuracy rate is so high!” Willis couldn’t help

but exclaim.

Janet smiled and continued to translate.

Soon, an hour passed, and half of the content of the contract was successfully translated.

Willis repeatedly praised, “Excellent! Perfect! You are simply my savior, my goddess!”

When Alfred brought Nathaniel over, he felt uneasy.

He didn’t know if Willis had settled it. If he had lost the chain, this cooperation might have been greatly

affected.

When they walked to the door of the lounge, the door was ajar, and Willis’ exaggerated voice came

from inside.

“Master Longfellow! You are fabulous! Did you major Esbanol? Which school did you graduate from?”

When Nathaniel heard this, he was moved slightly.

Longfellow…

Alfred obviously didn’t expect that there would be two people inside, but at the same time he was

relieved. It seemed that Willis found a reliable person to help.

However, in the next second, a familiar voice made Nathaniel frown slightly, and Alfred was also

surprised.

“Be quiet, I can translate faster.”

Through the cr*ck in the door, Nathaniel could clearly see the appearance of the people inside. That

was Janet, or who could she be?

Nathaniel stared at the woman’s serious side face, a little lost in thought.

After three years of marriage, he never knew that Janet had such skills.