True Love Waits

Chapter 709 The Promotion

"Whoa! Listen to you! Your wife doesn't take her job seriously and now you're making it my fault and threatening to fire me? Who do you think you are? My boss? The president of our company? Well, fine! Fire me, then. But do it quickly. Because if you don't, Blair will be cleaning out her desk tomorrow!" the manager retorted.

No one had ever talked back to Wesley like this. With a sneer he hung up and dialed another number.

"Yeah, it's me. I need a favor. There's a corporation called Sailboat Company. Get the translation department manager fired, and replace her with Blair Jing."

So by the time Blair's alarm went off and she opened her bleary eyes, she was now the translation department manager. She didn't even know.

The minute she turned on her phone, she found it was flooded with congratulatory messages.

If she was sleepy before, now she was wide awake. Round-eyed, she read each message. 'What's going on? Am I still sleeping? Is this a dream?' she thought to herself.

She stretched, yawned, and still felt sleepy. So she decided to get some more sleep. Then Wesley burst into her room, waking her up. "Time to get up. Lunch is ready."

Blair ignored him and grabbed her phone. Those congratulatory messages were still there, and there were more on top of that. So it wasn't a dream!

It was true! She sat up abruptly and looked at Wesley. "I just got promoted!"

"Congratulations!" he said calmly.

She was too shocked to notice anything unusual about his tone. He didn't seem excited or surprised at all. "Did Orion do this?" she muttered, her eyes still fixed on the messages. Wesley was disappointed. 'I did everything and Orion gets all the credit.'

He took a new outfit from the closet and said, "Eat first. Then I'll drop you off."

"What's for lunch?" asked Blair absent-mindedly.

"Rice."

"So who cooked?"

"I did."

surprise. "You?" Is it edible?' she

on her face.

hastily as she got off the bed. But her legs

she cried, falling to

enough to catch her by the waist. "Be

flushed with embarrassment, gnawing at her lip. "It's

to debate with her. "Yeah, my bad." He planted a loving kiss on

a little, pushed him away and ran into the bathroom to

himself. Four dishes and a soup.

wrong areas, soft in others. The taste was a little

to put on some weight. A good gust of wind could blow

she wasn't very hungry. She was full, but he was still ladling chicken soup for

to feed her and have her

was relieved to see that he had dished up only a third of the bowl. "Just a

Blair still nodded. She knew that he was stubborn and didn't feel

to leave. Wesley grabbed her arm and said, "Let

the office. Something big happened. I have to go." She had never intended to be a department manager. The position involved too many people and too many headaches. Wesley nodded. "I'll drive you." It could wait until

quickly towards the entrance

You go ahead." Wesley

nodded and turned around. He didn't drive off till she walked into the

dorm, packed her things and took them to his

newly fired manager was clearing her desk. Someone tipped her off as soon as Blair showed up. The former manager dropped what she was holding and stopped

was

figure out who she ticked off, or how Blair's husband pulled it off. The board of directors had

husband? Is she talking about

that laid claim to that