Just as she entered the office, Serena Jennings immediately noticed the conspicuous paper bag on Heather Monroe’s desk.
If she hadn’t remembered incorrectly, Claire Shaw had brought that paper bag into the company this morning.
It was a paper bag specifically for Chanel silk scarves.
"Do you need something?" Heather Monroe looked at Serena, her face full of impatience.
"Group leader, I just wanted to ask about my submitted designs..." Serena tried to carefully organize her words in her mind, "I think my ten designs shouldn’t all be rejected, so I want to ask the group leader where my designs have issues?"
Serena’s tone was humble, but Heather rolled her eyes.
"Instead of wasting time questioning me, why don’t you try to improve yourself, look at Claire. She’s about the same age as you, both are newcomers, and how come she got three designs passed while you didn’t get even one?"
"..."
"You dare ask me where the problem lies; do you think I’m your college professor? If you fail, find the reasons yourself, or go learn well from Claire and raise your aesthetic level."
"Group leader..."
"Don’t waste my lunch break." Heather waved her hand at Serena, "You should take the lunch break to reflect on yourself."
After she finished speaking, Heather walked away, pushing Serena out of her office.
During lunch break, everyone went out to eat in threes and twos, and then to stroll around nearby.
Only Serena was left alone in the office.
She couldn’t eat.
Although being criticized by her group leader put her in a bad mood, the bigger issue was that Serena couldn’t find a reason why none of her ten designs were accepted.
She had also studied the three designs Claire passed, but she didn’t think hers were worse.
"Sigh, could it be that my taste is really outdated?"
Serena fell into deep self-doubt.
"Working so hard that you’re not even eating?"
Serena turned her head towards the voice, and Peter was already standing behind her.
"What’s wrong with the designs? You look so upset."
Peter bent down and stared at Serena’s computer screen.
Serena told Peter truthfully about how none of her ten design drafts had passed.
"I’ve let you down, holding me in high regard, and now I can’t even think about eating." Serena propped her chin on her hands, seeing Peter’s expression grow heavier, she thought Peter must be disappointed in her.
Just as Chantelle Stone returned to the office to retrieve something, she saw Serena and Peter together right by the door.
From her angle, it looked as though Peter was hugging Serena from behind.
As a result, by the end of lunch break, Serena hadn’t eaten a single bite, and her stomach hurt a bit from hunger.
She saw a group of people gathered together discussing something when she went to make coffee, until a tall figure emerged from the crowd.
Caleb Lockwood had come to FY today to discuss project cooperation. He knew Serena was now an employee at FY, so even if he ran into her, it wasn’t surprising.
Serena didn’t greet Caleb, nor did Caleb acknowledge her.
They passed by each other, appearing as strangers to outsiders.
Serena saw that Caleb was holding a bouquet of pink roses, and without thinking, knew they were for Claire Shaw.
The coffee in her hand was already cold; she took a sip, and it tasted more bitter than usual.
Upon returning to the office, she heard Chantelle Stone and Megan Ross chatting as soon as she reached the door.
"Claire, your boyfriend is actually the President of the Lockwood Group?"
"You’ve hidden it too well!"
Claire Shaw admitted nothing, simply hugging the large bouquet of pink roses Caleb had given her, smiling shyly.
Serena didn’t want to enter the office and turned to pretend to fetch documents from the meeting room, only to be stopped inside.
Caleb Lockwood was in front of her like a tall wall, blocking Serena’s way.
Serena didn’t understand what Caleb wanted.
She guessed Caleb was here today to discuss business with FY, or to give Claire Shaw the bouquet of pink roses, conveniently handling business.

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