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The small room was dimly lit, with only Jennifer and Devan facing each other.
“Now can you explain, what exactly do you want to do? And how did you know about Lydia’s situation? Why did she lose her job?” Jennifer asked, taking the initiative.
She had too many questions in her mind, and if she didn’t get answers soon, she would not be able to bear it.
Devan calmly poured himself a glass of whiskey on the rocks, sat down on the couch, and patted his thigh.
“Get in, I’ll tell you once you’re in.”
Jennifer turned around and was about to leave with a cane in her hand.
“I am the head of Harding International Education College, and Future Training School is under Harding International Education College. Your friend Lydia was absent from work for several days without reason, so I had the principal there dismiss her, which was fair and reasonable.”
Devan looked polite and gentle, but when it came to drinking, he was quite bold. He downed a glass of whiskey on the rocks in one gulp.
Jennifer realized that Lydia, as mentioned by Devan, had taken time off work, probably to take care of her in the hospital.
“But Lydia said she took a vacation…”
“The system didn’t record it, just saying it out loud doesn’t count.”
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Devan stood up to Jennifer with confidence.
“Jobs are hard to come by these days, especially since she got fired. It’s not easy to continue her education.”
Devan has said it all, if Jennifer still doesn’t understand, then she’s a fool.
“So what do you want me to do? What do I have to do for you to give Lydia her job back?”
Hiding behind the gold–rimmed glasses, a pair of narrow eyes lit up, and Devan smiled.
“I just like dealing with straightforward/people.”
He took out a pen and paper, and handed it to Jennifer.
“I want you to write a letter of guarantee.”
“Guarantee letter?”
Devan crossed his arms and looked at Jennifer with a cunning expression, like a fox.
“Yeah, it’s a guarantee letter. Just say what I say, te it down, sign it, and put your fingerprint. I’m a man of my word. Once it’s done, you can contact Lydia right away to see if she’s back from work.”
Jennifer also liked dealing with people who are decisive and efficient, but Devan’s determination was too strong, she had to be cautious.
“What do you want from me?”
“You are such a person…”
Jennifer’s face changed.
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Devan couldn’t help but laugh, “I just can’t stand it. A housewife, a middle–aged woman. Do you really think you’re still valuable?”
“You don’t think you’re being funny by panting like that, do you?”
Jennifer fired back.
Her intuition told her that this Devan came prepared, knew something about her, and had set a trap, just waiting for her to fall into it.
“Mr. LeBlanc, the recent fluctuations in the company’s stock price must have been the doing of the Harding family.”
Brayan fell into a long silence, and finally replied with two words: “I’m fine.”
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