My Fair Stunner

Chapter 8 Business Is Business

Chapter 8 Business Is Business

Colin's low voice drifted into Faye's ear before she could hang up.

She frowned, wishing she could pretend not to hear his words and directly hang up the phone.

"Ms. Nash, Mr. Farrell asked you to come over!"

"OK."

But she was very professional, so she could not do such a rebellious thing.

When she arrived at the door of the manager's office of the planning department with the event plan,

Garrett Mack was trying his best to flatter Colin.

Colin was smoking a cigarette on the sofa, and Garrett was standing in front of him with an ashtray in

his hands. Every time the former intended to flick the ashes from the cigarette, the latter solicitously put

the ashtray forward to take them.

The scene made Faye think of the eunuchs in ancient times.

If Garrett were a eunuch in ancient times, he would win the king's favor and gain power.

After watching the interaction between them for a while, she knocked on the door.

Garrett turned his head around and said with a smile, "Good morning, Ms. Nash."

Faye smiled back and said, "Good morning, Mr. Mack."

Colin shot a glance at her and snubbed the cigarette up in the ashtray that Garrett was holding.

He could refuse to say hello to her, but she must say hello to him.

Faye entered the door in high heels, lightly opened her red lips, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Farrell." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Colin had always made a clear distinction between business and private matters. He didn't say

anything unnecessary but waved at her and said, "You can get down to business now. Pretend that I

am not here."

Hearing this, Faye didn't say one more word to him. She walked to the desk, put down the documents

in her hands, turned to look at Garrett, and said, "Mr. Mack?"

Garrett froze for a moment and then subconsciously turned to look at Colin. But the latter raised his

eyebrows, tapped his long fingers on the armrest of the sofa, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?

Ms. Nash is speaking to you!"

Garrett let out a hollow laugh, stepped forward, and said, "Ms. Nash, what do you want to talk with me

about?"

Faye was standing with her back toward Colin, so when she bent over, her jacket was lifted a little,

revealing part of her thin and fair-skinned waist.

Colin narrowed his long eyes when his eyes swept across her waist, but he maintained an indifferent

expression as if nothing had happened.

Faye pointed out some deficiencies in the plan, but Garrett said embarrassedly, "I'm afraid it's hard to

revise them."

Faye retorted, "You have to revise them no matter how hard it is. The annual conference this year is

very important. Any hidden danger may develop into a big problem."

Because of Colin's presence, Garrett didn't dare to refute her words, so he could only reply with a

flattering smile, "Ms. Nash, we will do our best."

Faye raise her eyes to look at him and said, "You must revise the event plan."

Garrett was speechless.

Faye was well known for her seriousness and toughness in work.

Garrett was somehow annoyed, but he forced an awkward smile and said, "Things are not as simple as

you think. The problems you pointed out are not in the original event plan, but Miss Long requested us

to add them. You know she is a superstar, so her little requests..."

Faye straightened up, looked at Garrett neither humbly nor arrogantly, and said, "The problems I

mentioned must be corrected. The wrong color will greatly affect the photogenic effect. As for Mason, if

she doesn't agree, we can replace her."

Garrett was stunned by her words for a long while.

Who was Mason?

She was Colin's rumored girlfriend and was very likely to become the daughter-in-law of the Farrell

family in the future!

How could Faye say that they could replace her?

Garrett didn't dare to argue with her head-on, so he said with a smile, "This is not good, right?"

Garrett pretended to ask Faye this question but looked over her shoulder at Colin who was fiddling with

a coffee cup with his slender fingers while sitting on the sofa. Hearing the question, he showed a

wicked smile and asked, "Who do you plan to replace Mason with?"