Consequences of Dumping the Obsessive Boss: Stuck with Him Forever-Chapter 206: Tina Huxley’s Look of Impatience
"Go call someone!" Maxim Sinclair had no intention of listening to his suggestion and urged, "I remember Charles Jenson doesn’t have much to do today."
Assistant Collins had no choice but didn’t dare to defy him, so he had to follow his instructions and went to the office across and called Charles Jenson over.
On the way here, he briefly explained the reason for the matter to Charles Jenson.
Charles Jenson, looking all gossipy, grabbed Assistant Collins: "With President Sinclair acting like this, I bet he’s really going to snatch someone?"
"You should have noticed long ago," Assistant Collins was already numb to these kinds of situations, "If there weren’t still some unspoken misunderstandings between President Sinclair and his wife, I reckon he would be accompanying her to choose her wedding dress now."
"Such a pity! President Sinclair is now unlucky both in love and in business," Charles Jenson rubbed his chin and commented seriously, "If you ask me, I suggest he invite a master over and perform some rituals, because something must be wrong given his consistent misfortune."
Assistant Collins glanced at him sideways: "Vice President Jenson, your insight is valuable, why don’t you personally go and tell President Sinclair! I definitely wouldn’t dare."
"I definitely wouldn’t dare either," Charles Jenson shook his head firmly, "Just saying in passing."
When Charles Jenson and Assistant Collins arrived at the office, Maxim Sinclair had already changed into outdoor clothes.
"You’re just in time," Maxim Sinclair flipped through the documents on the desk, picked one up, and threw it into Charles Jenson’s hands, "There are two clients in the reception room, in this file is the information about this project, you should talk to them more, try to lower the price today, and successfully sign the contract."
Charles Jenson roughly flipped through a couple of pages: "Am I signing this contract on my behalf?"
"Yes, I have an urgent matter to attend to outside, I’m leaving this to you," Maxim Sinclair patted his shoulder and instructed the Assistant Collins standing behind Charles Jenson, "Contact me if needed, prioritize as you see fit."
Maxim Sinclair hurriedly left, and the remaining Assistant Collins didn’t react much either, pointing outside the door, urging Charles Jenson who was flipping through the files: "You should go over, otherwise those two clients may start having opinions."
"You sure are calm," Charles Jenson closed the file and walked out side by side with Assistant Collins, "About President Sinclair’s ’prioritize as you see fit’, can you handle that well?"
"Just rely on intuition, right now I’m hoping today will be calm and peaceful, so President Sinclair can quietly deal with his personal matters."
Charles Jenson chuckled gloatingly twice: "You know, not just anyone can handle your job!"
"If President Jennings likes, I could handle multiple roles," Assistant Collins casually closed the door, his eyes signaled the bald man in the reception room looking out through the glass, "You’re up."
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The curtain opened, and Summer Lowell lifted the fluffy skirt with both hands, stepped out of the fitting room, coming to stand before the fitting mirror.
On the sofa, Tina Huxley, who was eating fruit with crossed legs, looked up, and in the next second clenched her fist.
Her face... seems to be getting prettier.
The shop manager beside her didn’t notice her anomaly, instead ran up to Summer Lowell full of admiration: "Miss Lowell, I must say, this wedding dress suits you perfectly!"
Summer Lowell looked down at the exaggerated decorations on the skirt, and shook her head slightly dissatisfied: "I don’t like this style, although this skirt is gorgeous, it’s a bit too empty. Are there any other styles?"
"No worries, this wedding dress is just one of the treasures of our store, there are two more, and they’re also very beautiful. Would you like to try them all?"
"I think this one is quite nice, you look so stunning, you should wear such styles," Tina Huxley got up and walked over, suppressing the unwillingness in her eyes, "Your wedding with my brother will undoubtedly be grand and splendid, such a gorgeous wedding dress would be fitting, I suggest this one."
"I’m not satisfied with many of the details," Summer Lowell tugged at the waist decoration, "the design in these places is too rough, I can’t see the designer’s intent at all."
"If you’re not happy with the small details, you can have the shop manager take note of your suggestions and have the designer make modifications," Tina Huxley said and looked at the shop manager standing by, "Am I right?"
"Absolutely right," the shop manager nodded repeatedly, recognizing Tina Huxley’s face, knowing her ties to the wealthy Huxley family, naturally she did not dare to offend, she went along with Tina Huxley’s idea using her experience, "But I also think this wedding dress suits Miss Lowell best, how about this, you specify the points you’re not satisfied with, I’ll take note especially and help you modify it."
Summer Lowell didn’t miss the eye exchanges between the two people behind her, she snorted coldly to herself, grasped the skirt with both hands, and browsed in front of each display case.
Seeing her making her own decisions, the dissatisfaction in Tina Huxley’s heart was almost hard to suppress.
Just then, Mrs. Huxley’s call came in.
"Tina, if your sister-in-law isn’t satisfied with the wedding dresses at that studio, you can take her to other places to look around more."
There were still several shop assistants standing by, Tina Huxley cared about her image, didn’t dare say anything unpleasant, just politely expressed her dissatisfaction to Mrs. Huxley: "I looked around just now, I thought it looked good, but sister-in-law felt dissatisfied."
"It’s not you choosing the wedding dress, it’s them choosing," Mrs. Huxley couldn’t help but lecture over the phone, "Your brother Justin just helped your dad close a particularly big business deal, it’s said to be quite a large project. You should focus more on his matters, don’t go with your own way."
These few days, Mr. Huxley and Mrs. Huxley have already mentioned it to her openly and secretly numerous times, Tina Huxley was already fed up: "Alright, my opinion doesn’t matter, I’ll respect her, if this place isn’t suitable, we’ll go to another one, if it’s really necessary, I’ll personally accompany her to Valois to choose."
"That’s more like it!" Mrs. Huxley was relieved, "You should curtail your temper, be patient, accompany Miss Lowell shopping, if necessary and it’s tough for you, come home, I’ll accompany her shopping."
"Alright, no more talking, I’ll go and discuss with her, ask her what she truly likes," Tina Huxley impatiently hung up the phone, and called over the shop manager following Summer Lowell not far, "I remember you have many styles that are not usually displayed, bring them out for her to choose, she’s my future sister-in-law, don’t take it lightly."
"Okay, Miss Huxley, we’ll do just that."
After instructing the shop manager, Tina Huxley came to Summer Lowell, emphasizing her contribution: "I’ve had the shop manager bring out the wedding styles they rarely display, and now you can slowly choose, if you need photos taken, just call me."
"Are you busy with something?" Summer Lowell asked considerately.







