Ma'am, The World Is Waiting For Your Divorce

Chapter 213

Ma’am, The World Is Waiting For Your Divorce Chapter 213

Just then, the staff elevator stopped on the first floor. When the elevator door opened, the three people standing outside walked in together. When Jocelyn saw the people walking in, the small smile that had just risen on her face disappeared immediately. Rhode was shocked when she saw Skyler. Her voice was very gentle, and it was also soft and sweet. She said with joy, “Mr. Moore! Good morning!”

Yes, the three people who walked in were Rhode and Hailey, and Jocelyn’s assistant Yvie. When Jocelyn saw Rhode, she inexplicably got into a bad mood. Skyler put away his phone and glanced at Rhode with a frown. “Why are you here?” Jocelyn was already experienced when she heard Skyler’s tone. So, she lowered her eyes, and it was what she was thinking. Rhode was excited and she was not affected by Skyler’s expression at all. “I’m here to find Miss White for some designing.” Skyler’s voice was slightly cold. “Okay.” When she saw that the elevator was approaching the design department, Hailey poked Rhode’s arm.

Rhode hurriedly spoke again, “Mr. Moore, I have something to tell you in private.” Skyler glanced at Jocelyn subconsciously and then frowned at Rhode. He was silent for a moment before saying, “We can talk in my office.” Rhode breathed a sigh of relief immediately. She bowed her head and hummed happily.

Compared to Rhode’s happiness, Hailey was even happier. She had a joyous expression on her face as if she was the one who was called to Skyler’s office.

Jocelyn remained expressionless. She stared at the smooth elevator walls without saying a word.

When the elevator arrived, she walked out quickly, and Yvie immediately followed. Hailey said to Rhode, “Rhode, I’ll wait for you in the design department.” After saying that, she straightened her back arrogantly and walked out of the elevator while shaking her slender waist.

Jocelyn already had a rough outline for Hailey’s design draft. When she arrived at the design department, she took the first design draft and went to Hailey to see what else she wanted.

She took Yvie into the reception room and handed Hailey the first draft of the design.

As a result, Hailey glanced at it and threw it directly at Jocelyn’s face. “Miss White, what is this

thing you have for me? I paid for this and you’re conning me like this?” Before Jocelyn could speak, Yvie’s face changed. “Miss Young, if you’re not satisfied, you can tell us. Why did you throw the design draft on Miss White’s face? Even if you’re a client, you can’t insult others like this!” Hailey raised her chin and glanced at Yvie contemptuously. “Who are you? Do you think you’re worthy to talk to me?”

Yvie’s face turned red with anger.

Jocelyn reached out and pulled Yvie back. Then, she looked at Hailey with a blank expression.” Miss Young, what are you dissatisfied with? Tell me and I’ll fix it.”

Hailey snorted lightly. “That’s more like it. Little girl, learn from Miss White. The customer is God, so you should treat God with the correct attitude.”

Jocelyn glanced at Hailey; she was neither humble nor arrogant. “Miss Young, can you continue to talk about your design requirements? Even if you are a client, you should know when to stop. You don’t need to teach my assistant how to do things.” Hailey did not expect Jocelyn to immediately protect her assistant after she berated her. Jocelyn did not even react when Hailey threw the design draft to her face. She sneered; her eyes filled with contempt. “Miss White, are you teaching me how to do things?” NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

The expression behind Jocelyn’s eyes did not change. “I won’t dare to do so.” She would not bite a mad dog back after she was bitten by it. If she did that, wouldn’t she be no different from the other party? Hailey looked at Jocelyn’s lukewarm appearance and got angry. Her good friend Rhode had just depended on a powerful figure like Skyler. Who was Skyler? He was Jocelyn’s boss!

How dare Jocelyn, a small designer, treat her like this?