NovelEnglishChapter 310 "Even a grade schooler could do that kind of work. You're just wasting my tand energy. I want to join the sales department and be a salesperson," Zack said with a somewhat peculiar expression, rubbing his nose as he spoke.
Angela agreed without hesitation. "Sure, as long as you can put your pride aside, you can choose any position in the company.
"But sales isn't easy-it's a commission-based job. Do well, and you'll be driving luxury cars. If not, you'll be struggling to make ends meet. Are you mentally prepared for that?" Zack scoffed. "If I set my mind to it, there's nothing I can't do." He gazed out of the car window, a distant look in his eyes.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, its orange glow fell on his slender shoulders, making him seem like a dazzling figure straight out of a comic book.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAngela said nothing more. Instead, she silently glanced at Dexter. Their eyes met, and at that moment, they both understood why Zack suddenly wanted to change.
Perhaps he also felt insecure when he was with Amber, like he wasn't good enough.
The next day, Zack took a high-end tailored suit from Dexter's wardrobe, pinned on the red badge of the sales department, and prepared to start from the ground up.
"That suit might not be the best choice. Have you looked into what other salespeople usually wear?" Angela was having breakfast when she saw Zack. The suit fit him well enough, but his bearing was still a little off, making her chuckle.
Zack struggled with his tie, fumbling for a long tbefore finally letting a maid help him fix it.
"Angie, this is what you don't get. A craftsman must first sharpen his tools. If I'm going into sales, I need to show the right attitude. This is the best suit in Dexter's wardrobe. He never wears it, so why not letuse it to make an impression?" Zack rarely spoke seriously, but when he did, he was full of nonsense.
"If you can actually achieve something, you can take any suit you like from my wardrobe. Pick whatever you want, and if it's nomet enough, I'll buy you more," Dexter said teasingly as he returned from his morning workout.
Zack's eyes immediately lit up. "Sounds good to me!" Angela, however, felt a bit exasperated. Dexter used to look down on Zack the most, thinking he was useless-a piece of dead weight. But now, he seemed to treat him much better.
A sudden, strange cramping sensation hit her lower abdomen as Angela ate her toast. Her expression changed slightly. Was her period early? It was fine. Just a little pain wasn't a big deal.
Or so she thought.
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"Ugh, it hurts so much..." Less than an hour later, Angela was curled up on the couch under a thick blanket. Forget going to work-she could barely stand up. Dexter scrambled to make her speppermint tea. He even added honey and ginger, throwing in every remedy he could think of.
Nonetheless, he was still incredibly worried seeing her curled upon the couch, pale-faced and sweating.
"It's never been this bad before." He frowned.
As soon as he said it, he paused, suddenly wondering whether it was m just that he had never paid enough attention before. Was that why he found her suffering so unfamiliar now? Without further hesitation, Dexter handed her a warm heating pad.
Angela groaned weakly. "I... don't get it either."
This time, the pain was unlike anything before. It hurt so much that she just wanted to roll around. But sadly, even that was beyond her strength.
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