The Unexpected Marriage

Chapter 31 Joan Went Missing

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off. Please redial it later." 'Well, you really get some guts now. Jean is looking for his assistant's phone number, but a message was sent to her phone before she could make any further inquiries.

"Dear Jean Bai, The airline ticket you booked on XX/XX/XXXX from S City to Sri Lanka has been cancelled. Thank you for your support."

She couldn't control her temper anymore and her phone was flying in a parabolic path. The screen of her phone was like the spider web. She was so angry that she couldn't say anything. The room was empty, and no one listened to her. She trembled with anger and scolded him harshly.

"Scott, aren't you supposed to accompany Jean? Why are you here today?" The assistant thought Scott would be in a good mood since he was newly married, so he would give them some gifts.

However, he looked as cold as an ice cube that he had just taken out of the fridge. "If I were you, I would get out of here right now and close the door. No more nonsense!" he said to his assistant.

The assistant got a fright and hurried out with the documents. He was still worried and told others that Scott seemed to have something wrong today.

"Mr. Lu," said Selina cheerfully as she walked into Darren's office It was just a few words, but he could feel her happiness.

"What is it? You look so happy. " Darren asked calmly, without raising his eyes to look at her. He had already known the expression on her face, while he was reading a book in his hand.

A piece of paper elegantly dropped on the desk. Selina had never been so naughty before, but she was sure that when Darren saw the information on the paper, he would definitely be pleased.

The company's status would be enhanced. Besides, Joan had made great efforts to accomplish something.

She saw that he looked at the paper for a long time without saying anything. She could tell that Mr. Lu would not let her work overtime today.

This was the happiest thing for Selina. Only when she had done well could she get off work on time and get rid of his control.

When she turned around and walked out, she walked to Joan's desk and whispered, "Miss Gu, you'll be promoted soon."

"Me?" Joan pointed at herself. Why?

Before Selina could explain everything to her, Darren strode out from the end of the corridor, with a hand in his arm.

In the middle of the courteous greetings, he acted like an emperor turning over the list and chose Joan, "Please stay after work."

Selina winked at her.

Scott didn't come home for two consecutive days and nights. It was not because he was still angry with Jean, but because recently, Jian Company's status had been suppressed by Darren. 'What does Mr. Lu mean?' He has been out of the government business for so many years and has never been involved in the field competition for land. It's not that easy for him to make a foothold in this field with the help of his subordinates. But at the beginning of this month, the most important project at the end of the year was taken away by the Lu Company.

His old friend said, "Buddy, if it was someone else, I may help you make it. But it's Lu Company. For the sake of Jian Company's future, I think it's better not to make enemies with them. You'd better give it up."

Even though he was unwilling to give up, he had to temporarily give up. Moreover, there was a voice in his heart to comfort himself. Darren was not omnipotent. He didn't have an experienced designer in this field, and he hadn't got the latest information on this field for many years. Even if he took it, it would ruin his brand.

So, all the time, he had been holding the posture of watching the bustle from the other side of the river, and looking at this piece of meat, waiting for him to take over and ridicule him.

However.

Selina received the fax today. The whole Lu Company, led by Darren Lu, was in high spirits. The government's market had been silent for many years because of no deft and smart design. They thought the S City had run out of talents, so they should ask people from abroad or other places to help. However, they did not realize that there was such a hidden talent among the group of the mass.

They faxed the Lu Company that they would hand over all the important projects of the next year to them, only to one designer, Joan.

In other words, if Joan had left, she would have been able to take those orders with her. They wanted her to design, not the Lu Company.

Of course, Darren knew that, and he was so happy for their praise for Joan.

The highest building in S City was standing by the river. The revolving restaurant on the top floor was able to catch the beautiful scenery. It was not so expensive, so many people were attracted.

If it weren't for Joan, he wouldn't have come here. But he promised to Joan to go wherever she wanted.

Joan was still threatening him when she saw a roadside stand. She drooled over the car window and suggested, "Mr. Lu, let's go to that stall. It's about the same age as mine. The food there is really delicious."

With a firm tone, she didn't seem to be joking. His eyes lit up. After a long pause, he snapped, "Joan, you're dead!"

"Humph!" She pursed her lips, wondering why he couldn't eat on the street when he wore those expensive clothes. She would find an opportunity to correct him. Working class was the greatest. How could he be so stupid? Without these people, how could the hundreds and thousands of food grow? People had to plant them.

But today, she was also very happy. The first success of her coming to this company was really not suitable to be celebrated at such roadside stalls. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

"Mr. Lu, have you heard of the revolving restaurant located at the highest building in the city?" she asked.

"Rotating restaurant? What's that?" In fact, he had ever been to the biggest and most luxurious hotel in the city, the most expensive restaurant and the most impressive building in the city.

But he had never been to the revolving restaurant on the top floor before.

So Joan had specially chosen this restaurant. There were many men and women dining around, and there was free orange juice provided. The environment was nice, but it was a bit noisy. As soon as he frowned, he heard Joan scold him.

She continued to teach Darren like a teacher, "You need to step down from your throne sometime. It is boring to be indifferent."

"I'm bored?" It was the first time that he had been commented like this. It was just like the first time when he had met her and she said men were all evil. This was really the first time.

As if not seeing his unpleasant expression, Joan continued, "the environment is not dirty, and the food is not expensive. Besides, the food is also very delicious. Most importantly, you don't even know if you are not coming. Why did the owner of this restaurant never create high-end restaurant? He has been doing this for decades."

"They can sell more with a low price." Darren was used to being served. It was a little unfamiliar to him when he used knives and forks in a restaurant.

Joan's eyes almost popped out. 'In his mind, except for economic finance, stock market and stocks, was he interested in nothing?' She wondered.

What a money making machine, big wooden man!

She said word by word, "This is the greatest place of proposal success in s city. This place is famous for proposal events. The food here is not expensive, and ordinary people don't need to spend a lot of money on romance together. It is said that, at most, three couples will propose here one day."

Joan's eyes were full of stars. Although she had a failed marriage, it would never erase her innocence, confidence and yearning for love.

Darren was lost in thought. 'If I had the same thought, after she left me and flew to another country, would I still be indifferent like this?'. He pretended that he didn't care about anything, and that he would not be moved.

However, the girl in front of him gave him lively lessons.

She was much more miserable than he was. She was born in a rich and family, and she was a prisoner. She lost her husband, her father, and she was a girl. She still had hope. He seemed to be a God, not afraid of anything. Nobody could defeat him.

But now, he felt so inferior to her charm of human nature.

He seriously cut the beef and put it in his mouth, chewing it. In fact, the taste was not important. What mattered was that she was happy.

"There is a violin music over there. I want to have a look. Would you like to join in the fun?" A noise from the other side drew the attention of Tabitha. She pounded on the table and asked Terence.

Darren frowned and said, "I don't like anything too loud."

Before he finished his words, the girl sitting opposite him had already disappeared from his sight, which was probably out of her natural instinct. When he thought of this, a smile spread across his lips. He picked up a slice of beef steak on the plate, which smelt delicious.

The clamor in the next room gradually dissipated, and time passed by slowly. But the person who had gone to see the violinist hadn't come back. Darren was a little angry. She just left him alone and let him wait for so long.

"Sir, our restaurant is closed at half past ten. Will you..." The waiter reminded him carefully. He could tell from the man's expensive clothes and cold eyes that he was an unruly person.

The finger on the Patek Philippe watch was pointing to 10. As the number of the customers decreased around one table, he sensed that something was wrong and asked the waiter tensely, "How many tables are left here?"

"Sir, only two tables left except you and two tables had already paid for the meal. They are about to leave."

'Where Joan she go?' He paid twice of the price. He slapped the money on the table and rushed towards where Joan went.

"No, I didn't see her.". He asked everyone, but nobody said he had saw her.

Darren Lu lost his manner except the one time he was at the airport. He just ignored the fact that his hair drooped down. When he arrived at the ground floor, the driver hurriedly came out to greet him and opened the door for him.

"Mr. Lu, what are you..." Darren kept calling Joan but couldn't get through. His heart sank slowly with the cold, mechanical voice on the phone.

"Ask Selina to call Austin right away." Instead of sitting on the back seat, he took the car key from the driver's hand.

"Take a taxi. I'll reimburse the fare."

In a flash, he pressed the accelerator hard, and galloped on the brightly lit road of S City.