Claire Shaw also designed a seal, about the size of a Jade Seal, which could serve as an actual seal or an ornament.
However, her design features two dragons playing with a pearl, whereas Serena Jennings’s design uses camels and Oashia to symbolize the Silk Road.
"Director Lowell, what do you think?"
Claire handed over a finished product to Director Lowell.
Although it was made of jade, it was several grades lower than the high ice yang green requested by Serena.
As a gift for foreign guests, it’s acceptable but not perfect in every aspect.
Director Lowell was also in a dilemma, but as of now, Serena’s design lacks the raw materials to produce a finished product, making any brilliant idea nothing more than empty words.
"I’ll drive there now."
Serena turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
Caleb Lockwood had just entered the conference room, only to see Serena moving like a headless fly, almost bumping into him.
"If I drive to the factory over in NY now, I can still make it."
"Do you know how heavily it’s raining outside?"
Caleb asked.
Serena certainly knew.
"But I must go."
Meeting Serena’s determined gaze, Caleb shrugged with a smile.
"Are you really that unwilling to use Claire’s design?"
This made it seem like Serena was persistently insisting due to some personal grudge. Serena opened her mouth, wanting to retort but realized it would be endless.
She didn’t have much time to waste right now.
"I was originally planning to go with the car; the jade materials must be personally selected by someone knowledgeable."
After a simple explanation, Serena threw out one line to everyone: "Contact me anytime if needed."
Then she bypassed Caleb and walked out of the conference room.
Caleb followed her out.
"Let Mr. Miller take you!"
Serena turned around at the sound.
She saw Caleb holding out his car key, his expression as indifferent as ever.
"It’s slippery when wet; it’s safer if Mr. Miller drives."
Serena looked at Caleb, unsure if this was his concern for her or his distrust.
"I appreciate the offer." Serena shook her head, refusing. "Mr. Miller’s driving skills aren’t as good as mine."
After saying this, she turned and left without looking back.
Just then, Mr. Miller walked over, and Caleb turned to him and said, "Did you hear that?"
Mr. Miller nodded, feeling caught between laughter and tears.
He considered himself a decent driver; otherwise, he wouldn’t be Caleb’s chauffeur.
"Miss Jennings must be stubborn." He said blandly.
"You think so too?"
Caleb said, then started walking, following the path Serena took.
Mr. Miller didn’t follow; although he didn’t know where Caleb was going, he had a hunch that Caleb didn’t want him to follow.
Serena had already gotten into her car.
The torrential rain kept pouring; the closer she got to YN, the heavier the rain.
Following the navigation, she drove quickly, entirely focused on driving, unaware of a car consistently following her.
The Lockwood Group.
Claire Shaw searched around but couldn’t find Caleb Lockwood in the building.
"Mr. Miller, do you know where Caleb went?"
Mr. Miller shook his head.
He truly didn’t know.
Claire felt inexplicably anxious.
Serena was off to get the raw materials, but what about Caleb?
Could he possibly have accompanied Serena?
Claire shook her head vigorously.
She directly dialed Caleb’s phone.
"Hey Caleb, where are you? I couldn’t find you at the company."
"I went out."
"It’s just... what are you doing out there?"
Claire seldom questioned Caleb’s whereabouts, but this time, she couldn’t help it.
"Washing the car."



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