Behind her was Skyler Jones’s assistant.
"Secretary Quentin, I can only ask you for help in this matter, please you must help me..."
Becca smiled, "Mr. Jones is a reasonable person, you ask for wedding leave, he will definitely approve it."
Luna Spenser shook her head vigorously, "No, when I return from my honeymoon, Mr. Jones definitely won’t want me anymore... Secretary Quentin, Boss Lady, please help me talk to Mr. Jones, you know he only listens to you."
The words "Boss Lady" made Becca’s face turn dark. "Alright then, I will talk to Mr. Jones."
Now, whenever she explained her relationship with Skyler Jones to everyone, no one would believe her. After she left "Oversky" for a couple of months, Skyler Jones wasn’t in "Oversky" often either, so everyone at "Oversky" thought Skyler Jones had left the company to accompany her on a trip...
This time when she returned to "Oversky," she discovered that the employees were even more respectful towards her than before, making it now difficult for her to explain. She feared explaining poorly might damage Skyler Jones’s reputation, so she just let them be; as long as she and Skyler Jones knew the truth, it was fine.
"Thank you Miss Quentin, oh, I mean thank you, Boss Lady, I’m going to call my fiancé now..."
Watching the assistant happily bounce away, Becca shook her head with a smile, then walked into the CEO’s office.
A steaming cup of coffee was placed on the desk.
Skyler Jones looked up from his pile of documents, seeing Becca dressed in professional attire, a smile tugging at his lips, "You don’t usually come into my office unless there’s something you need."
"I was afraid you’d be tired, so I made you a cup of coffee."
Skyler Jones smiled, gazing at her.
Though she was in an office outfit, a black skirt paired with a simple white shirt, her inherent demeanor brought out a noble and elegant aura.
She looked young and fresh, like a girl just out of college, stirring people’s hearts.
Lingering over her, his gaze naturally withdrew, as Skyler Jones picked up the coffee and said, "Thank you."
Becca rubbed her hands, a bit awkwardly speaking, "Uh, Mr. Jones, I want to talk to you about something..."
"It’s , Luna is getting married this month, and the wedding leave along with the honeymoon might take a month’s time, so she’d like to ask the company for a month’s leave..."
Skyler Jones displeased, "No way!"
Becca stammered, "How can you be so unreasonable? Luna has been your assistant for three years without taking any leave, you should allow her this once!"
Skyler Jones patiently replied, "It’s not that I won’t allow it, it’s just because suddenly finding an assistant is very troublesome..."
Becca proudly patted herself, "Mr. Jones, you still have me, I can do the assistant’s work too, as long as Mr. Jones pays me double salary this month!"
Getting up, Skyler Jones walked in front of Becca, gently holding her, warmly saying, "Salary is up to you, but I don’t want you to be so tired."
"I’m not tired at all, I always feel you haven’t assigned me much work, I’ve been quite leisurely lately... okay, promise me not to just fire Luna, she’s always been hardworking!"
Actually, many troublesome matters usually handled by the secretary were dealt with by Skyler Jones himself, hence Becca was leisurely lately, but Skyler Jones was fairly busy.
He liked the way she talked to him now, clearly agreeing to help others seek his favor yet smiling lightly as if coquettish.
Because he liked seeing her , he didn’t answer.
Becca held Skyler Jones’s arm, pleading, "Mr. Jones, please agree..."
Her hair was beautiful, and due to her movement, a few strands fell from behind her ear, with some black strands hanging by her cheek, causing Skyler Jones to become dazed, instinctively reaching out wanting to help her tuck it back, when...
A respectful male voice interrupted Skyler Jones’s motion.
The visitor was a female manager from the public relations department of "Oversky," upon seeing the scene in front of her, quickly retreated, "Sorry, please continue..."
Becca flushed red from the manager’s words, immediately stepping aside.
Skyler Jones at this moment turned his face toward the subordinate who was impatiently about to leave the office, asking, "What’s the matter?"
The female manager froze, awkwardly turned around, "Uh, Mr. Jones, I just wanted to remind you that tonight’s International Innovation Economic Seminar Banquet starts at eight, you might want to prepare earlier."
The female manager then retreated.
Becca puzzlingly asked, "Aren’t these types of banquets held often? You usually don’t attend them."
Skyler Jones returned to the desk, answering, "This time it’s different, there’s going to be a large international project starting in six months, and those attending this banquet are from groups intending to secure this project."
"Oh, no wonder you’re taking it seriously, do you need me to accompany you?" She had accompanied him a few times to such business events, her social skills weren’t bad.
Skyler Jones shook his head, "No need, tonight I’ll take Luna, you should go home and rest early, tomorrow if you handle both roles you’ll be very tired."
"So you’ve agreed, that’s great... Mr. Jones, thank Luna on her behalf!"
After showering early, Becca wore pajamas leaning against the bed, leisurely flipping through a parenting book in her hand.
She had already gotten used to studying this book a bit every day, hoping to become a perfect mother in the future, even if the child might grow up in a single-parent family, she wanted the child to be happy.
Covering her lower belly, feeling the child, she earnestly stored all she read into her mind.
While she was reading intently, her phone rang abruptly.
Becca pressed the phone’s answer button and placed it by her ear, continuing to look at the book, "Hello..."
"Secretary Quentin, it’s me, Luna..."
"I know it’s you, shouldn’t you be accompanying Mr. Jones to socialize, how come you have time to call me now?"
Luna was anxious on the other side, "I’m dead, Secretary Quentin, I forgot a document needed for the seminar at the company, the seminar is about to start, and I don’t have the time to get it, Mr. Jones is definitely going to kill me..."
Becca closed the book, asking, "Is it very important?"
"Of course it’s important, Mr. Jones personally organized it this afternoon, I carelessly left it on my desk."
"Here’s the plan, you continue to accompany Mr. Jones, I’ll go back to the company to get it for you, and I’ll call you when I reach the hotel."