“The thing is, I’ve bought gifts for my girlfriend before, but she didn’t like them and even returned them to me, so I don’t know what to do.”
He seemed a little frustrated, but I just wanted to scream.
Seriously? I come from an ordinary family, and the gifts he bought were all high–end luxury items. I didn’t even have the clothes to match them; anyone who saw them would probably think they were fake.
What was I supposed to do other than return them?
After thinking for a moment, I suggested, “You could make something by hand. It won’t cost much, but because you made it yourself, it’ll show the most thoughtfulness.”
He seemed to have nothing to say after that. “I see. You seem quite young. How old are you?”
My heart skipped a beat. “I’m one year older than you.”
He asked, “When’s your birthday?”
I responded, “August.”
He let out a sound of acknowledgment and then seemed a little embarrassed. “Um… I’ve never asked your name–what is it?”
I stated, “Loren, spelled L–O–R–E–N.”
Online, I had told him it was “Lauren“.
After that, we didn’t speak anymore. When we arrived at the dorm, I politely said goodbye.
“Thank you, Mr. Thompson.”
“No problem. Head back now,” he said.
I nodded and was about to leave.
“Loren!” Benedict suddenly called out to me.
“Yeah?” I turned back, looking at him with confusion. “What’s up?”
“Never mind. Just go back soon.”
After the proposal was approved, we landed a big contract. The big boss, Benedict’s father, was so pleased that he decided to treat
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everyone to dinner that night.
At the dinner table, many people were busy toasting and drinking, while I, the one who couldn’t drink, focused on eating.
That was when someone suddenly called my name.
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“Hey, everyone, let me introduce you to Loren Hayward from our department. Don’t let her young age fool you–she’s really capable. Mr. Thompson even praised the proposal she worked on last time. Right, Loren?” Leah said, smiling and putting her
hand on my shoulder, showing a look of admiration.
But I knew very well that the plan wasn’t supposed to be mine–it was originally her task. She had just pushed it onto me.
Online, I was confident, but in real life, I was shy and humble.
I wasn’t comfortable in situations like this, but I forced a smile and said, “Oh, it was mostly thanks to your leadership, Ms.
Stauder.”
Leah grinned even wider. “Mostly, but you’re talented yourself, of course. After all, you graduated from a prestigious university.”
She then gestured to me. “Come on, Loren. Give a toast to everyone.”
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