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

noticed the suspicious look on her face. "Don't

explained hastily as she got off

she cried, falling to the

quick enough to catch her by the

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

"Yeah, my bad." He

and

Four dishes and a soup.

taste... It was barely edible. Tough in the wrong areas, soft in others. The

said, "You need to put on some weight. A good gust

wasn't very hungry. She was full, but

It felt like old times. He had once been determined to feed her and have her put on a few

had dished up only a

still nodded. She knew that he was

Wesley grabbed her arm and said,

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 after work. It

stopped in front of the office. Wesley opened the door for her. Blair got out and strode quickly towards the

go ahead." Wesley still

nodded and turned around. He didn't drive off

went to Blair's dorm, packed her

desk. Someone tipped her off as soon as Blair showed up. The former manager dropped what she was holding and stopped Blair in her tracks. Blair greeted

she cast Blair was resentful. "When did you get married, anyway? Who is

ticked off, or how Blair's husband pulled it off. The board of directors

was confused. 'My husband? Is she talking about

laid claim to