Chapter 1494: Mr. Trevino Asked in Vain
Chapter 1494: Mr. Trevino Asked in Vain
"I thank Mr. Trevino on behalf of the God of Love! And I wish Mr. Trevino a speedy journey to finding your other half!"Trevor felt awkward!
Am I the King of the Underworld? A mortal enemy of the God of Love? Do I really need to stop you from dating? I’m not your dad!
Ahem!
But the speed at which Simon and Cecilia got together surprised him. Trevor suppressed his astonishment and calmly looked up, "How did you confess to her?"
His voice was low, magnetic, pleasant, with a hint of seeking advice.
Simon was dumbfounded, huh?
He glanced at the clock on the wall to help the CEO, Simon reminded him kindly, "Mr. Trevor, there’s really no time, Camille is waiting in the conference room."
"So don’t waste time, just answer me." As he spoke, he leisurely picked up a tea cup and took a sip of the freshly brewed Pu’er tea.
When he put the cup down, the CEO looked at him seriously.
Simon had a premonition, there was no way out of answering now.
So, he reported truthfully, "We were together every day, we are of similar age, our souls matched, and it just happened naturally."
"Did you have a sense of ceremony when you confessed?" Trevor asked seriously with a gossiping intent.
It seemed this was the core of today’s issue.
Facing his gaze, Simon felt resistant inside, almost breaking down! If he didn’t go meet Camille and offended her, he would still have to clean up the mess himself!
"Boss, you really need to go!" Simon urged, "Whatever questions you have, ask later."
"..." Trevor didn’t speak nor did he plan to get up, he suddenly became obsessed with the notion that this matter was rather important.
Helpless, Simon directly complained, "I’m working overtime here every day, where’s the sense of ceremony? Why don’t you give me a few days off, we haven’t even gone shopping since we’ve been together."
Initially planning to learn some experience, Trevor suddenly felt he asked a pointless question.
He closed his laptop and stood up, "Help me contact the well-known jewelry designer Luke, I need him to design something."
"His schedule is always full, requires advance booking, Mr. Trevor, don’t we have a resident expert here? Why look elsewhere?"
Trevor, who was stepping out, stopped and turned, "Who?" He really hadn’t thought of it at that moment.
"Emma, your own sister, Stella Miss." Simon’s eyes were full of admiration and sparkle, "Don’t you think she’s better than Luke? What do you want to customize?"
One is just famous, while the other is a true expert!
Trevor agreed with him wholeheartedly, "Alright, I’ll ask my sister." He patted Simon on the shoulder and walked away.
Watching his departing figure, Simon finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Downstairs, in the luxuriously large conference room, the air was filled with the scent of jasmine, and Camille stood up, with her figure accentuated in a strapless dress.
It was almost three o’clock, yet she hadn’t seen the person she was longing for, and she was getting restless.
"What’s going on?" Camille complained, asking her assistant in French, "Isn’t it an appointment at three o’clock?"
"Yes, their person also said just now, Mr. Trevor will arrive on time at three, just one more minute."
Hearing this made Camille unhappy, does he not even want to see her for a minute longer?
Having come all the way from Freyne, what was Trevor’s attitude? Or is he really that busy?
Trying to understand him, yet a sense of disappointment welled up in the woman’s heart.
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