She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian)

Chapter 88

Originally, he had asked Mr. Raber to bid, but since Sebastian had come. Dev had no choice but to

personally take care of the Life

Sebastian had always been a demanding person. In the process of explaining, if he said one wrong

word, he might lose the right to bid

Dey would not allow such a mistake to occur, so he temporarily took on the role of vice president.

Mr Baber heaved a deep sigh of relief, but Dey had to finish organizing his thoughts in an hour.

In order to be fully focused, he needed to drink a cup of extremely thick coffee to wake up He could

only ask Scarlett to do

this

Scarlett nodded and asked in a small voice. “Are you in time?

Dey blinked, “Gatsby Group is the tenth to go on stage, there is time*

After Scarlett knew the time, she did not ask any more questions. She bent down and walked towards

the back door of the

venue.

Upon exiting Jackman Group’s park, she was met with a plethora of high-tech products, yet not a single

soul was in sight. She looked up and down the building multiple times, yet she was unable to locate a

tea room to make coffee She could only leave the building, but everywhere she tried to enter seemed

to require swiping a card.

She did not have a card, so she could only return to the venue to find Jackman Group’s people to help

open the door. Just as she was about to turn around, she saw Lance walk in from outside the door.

Scarlett watched as he printed his face in front of the door camera, and it opened.

As soon as the door opened, she was tempted to take the chance to sneak out, but thankfully, she kept

her wits about her. Lance saw her standing at the door and looking her up and down. He did not intend

to pay attention to her and left directly. “Mr. Mr. Jackman, wait a minute… C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Scarlett boldly stopped Lance.

Lance did not expect that she would dare to stop him. His face suddenly became ugly.

“Miss Sales, what do you want to do?”

He was not surprised that Scarlett would be here, but he was surprised that she stopped him. He did

not know what her purpose was.

“Mr. Jackman, do you know where there is coffee here!”

Scarlett wanted to ask Lance to swipe his face, but seeing that his face was ugly, she quickly changed

her words. As long as he told her where there was coffee, she could always find a way to come in.

Lance tilted his head slightly and looked behind her. “Isn’t that the one?”

Scarlett turned her head and looked at the white wall. Her eyes were stunned.

Could it be that Lance and she were not of the same species, so the things they saw were different?

Lance looked at her like he was looking at a fool. He went forward and touched on the door, and the

door opened automatically.

He pointed to the English letters on the wall and taught Scarlett as if she were a primary school

student..

“Isn’t it clear enough? Does Miss Sales not know English?”

Scarlett swallowed her anger and replied. “Yes.”

She was too anxious just now and didn’t notice the English on the top floor. Who would have thought

that the pantry was behind a white wall?

Lance saw that her face was red and felt a litle happy. He couldn’t help but ridicule her, “Miss Sales,

beauty alone is not enough. Knowledge is also very important. Otherwise, it is not easy to enter Gatsby

Group’s house.”

His sarcastic tone was exactly the same as Sebastian’s. They were indeed brothers

Scarlett ignored Lance and walked into the tea room. She picked a concentrated coffee bean and put it

into the coffee machine to grind.

Lance was not in a hurry to leave at this time. He leaned against the door and looked up and down at

her figure.

“Miss Sales is really good-looking. No wonder Dev likes you. But compared to my sister, you are still a

little lacking in temperament.”

Scarlett had seen Frostina’s photos on the Internet and had indeed inherited Jackman Group’s

excellent genes. She felt that she could not win.

But she should not say this out loud. So what if she was ugly? In the end, she was just a pile of ashes.

Her silence made Lance feel a little bored. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Mr. Jackman, thank you for telling me where the door of the tea room is.” Scarlett raised her eyes and

glanced at him.

“Just like that?” Lance choked.

He thought that she would be ashamed to the point of being mocked like this, but who knew that she

did not put his provocation in her eyes at all.

“Then what does Mr. Jackman want to do?”

Scarlett put down the coffee that was cooked in her hand and stared at Lance without blinking.