CHAPTER 70: CHAPTER 70: SOCIAL ENGAGEMENTS

Eleanor Hollis found it amusing, but seeing that the two had finished eating, she got up to wash the dishes.

"Let me do it."

Hugo Quinn stood up and took the bowl from her hand.

He was staying here, so he couldn’t just do nothing.

Eleanor raised an eyebrow while looking at him, feeling that this man was quite different from when they first met.

But since he was so proactive, she was happy to take it easy. After handing him the bowl, she sat on the sofa with Marcus to watch TV.

Hugo washed the dishes with elegance, as if he were polishing a fine piece of art.

Eleanor clicked her tongue a few times, thinking some people are truly blessed, like Hugo.

He was good-looking, capable, with a great family background, and even doing household chores, he was so charming.

"Mommy."

Marcus brought the after-dinner fruit to her mouth.

Eleanor smiled as she ate it, feeling somewhat excited about going to work the next day.

That night, she rarely quarreled with Hugo and was busy preparing things for going to the company the next day.

After a good night’s sleep, she energetically applied makeup in front of the mirror.

As she was about to leave, Hugo couldn’t help but say, "If anything happens, remember to call me."

Eleanor nodded, feeling that this man was overreacting. She was just going to work; what could possibly happen?

The company she was going to, although small, had a fair amount of information available online, suggesting it was a reliable company. They even provided social security benefits, and the year-end bonus was reportedly four months’ salary.

As a newcomer, she didn’t expect to earn much salary.

Soon, she found her place and, after sitting down, checked through her documents.

A few people came over to give her some pointers and tell her what she needed to do.

Eleanor didn’t have any special skills, and since she hadn’t graduated from college, she could only find a clerical job.

And clerical salaries were generally low, just enough to cover basic living expenses.

After spending half a day at the company, the interviewer from last time had someone call her to the office.

She had found out the interviewer’s name, who was said to be Sean Cameron, the manager of the human resources department.

"Manager Cameron."

She respectfully called out, standing in front of the desk, not daring to sit down without his permission.

Sean Cameron tossed a bag next to her, "This is the dress you need to wear tonight, put it on and accompany me out for a meeting."

Eleanor frowned. It was her first day at work, and going out for a dinner meeting with this person seemed a bit unreasonable.

But Sean Cameron’s attitude was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. She could only take the dress, thank him, and leave.

At 5 p.m., when the workday ended, someone reminded her it was time to change into her dress.

Eleanor nodded and went to the fitting room to put it on.

Though she had given birth, her figure was good, and with her fair skin, the dress added a touch of femininity.

Sean Cameron looked at her with satisfaction, as he was facing tough people tonight and had been looking for someone charming to captivate the men’s attention.

Eleanor was just right. The people there didn’t like young, clueless girls; women like Eleanor, who had been divorced, were more to their taste.

If tonight’s deal was closed, the company could make a great profit.

"Let’s go."

He gave Eleanor a once-over, then got into the car waiting outside.

Eleanor held her bag, along with a few documents, and followed him.

The two quickly arrived at a hotel, where Sean Cameron greeted the people at the entrance enthusiastically before entering a private room.

Since Eleanor was brought by him, she naturally followed behind.

The negotiators were two men, around thirty years old, but their steps seemed somewhat unsteady.

"President Warren, President Randall, a pleasure, a pleasure."

Sean Cameron greeted them with a smile and sat at the dining table.

Both President Warren and President Randall recognized him, but they didn’t immediately respond, as their attention was captured by Eleanor behind him.

Her skin was truly fair, and the red dress she was wearing seemed to glow on her.

Her temperament was restrained and modest, not like those loud, clueless youngsters.

Sean Cameron noticed their gaze and knew they were very satisfied with Eleanor, so he promptly poured wine.

"This is our company’s new secretary. It’s her first time following me to discuss contracts, so if there’s anything amiss, please pardon her."

President Warren first came back to his senses, his smile becoming a bit more sincere, "Not at all, Manager Cameron, you’re too kind."

"Eleanor, pour drinks for the two presidents."

Sean Cameron said, knowing today’s contract might succeed. Bringing Eleanor truly seemed to be the right choice.

Eleanor stood up. She knew that as a secretary, it was sometimes necessary to attend dinners.

It’s just her first time in this role, so she couldn’t help feeling uneasy.

After pouring the drinks, she immediately sat back down.

But President Warren quickly grabbed her hand, "Your name is Eleanor? That’s quite a nice name. You’re also beautiful. How about I talk to your Manager Cameron and have you come to my company instead? What do you think?"

He held onto her, and she was almost pulled into his embrace.

She quickly pulled away, her expression a bit unpleasant.

Seeing her reaction and President Warren’s face fall, Sean Cameron was startled and quickly reprimanded her.

"Eleanor Hollis! What are you doing?! Apologize to President Warren!"

At this moment, President Warren put on airs. He thought it was this woman’s good fortune for him to take notice of her, and she dared to break free, how ungrateful.

Eleanor bit her lip, thinking it was her first day at work, and it wouldn’t be worth getting fired. So she immediately lowered her head, "Sorry, President Warren, I thought you were trying to take advantage of me."

She used the phrase "take advantage of," hoping President Warren would be more cautious with his actions.

A glimmer of amusement flashed in President Warren’s eyes, thinking she was an untamed little wildcat, which made things even more interesting.

"If you’re truly sorry, then drink this glass of wine, and let’s put that little scene behind us and continue discussing the contract."

From the glance Sean Cameron gave her, Eleanor knew he was already displeased with her.

She immediately took the drink and tilted her head back to sip it all down.

Both President Warren and President Randall’s expressions softened immediately. That glass of wine had something mixed in it, and they wondered how long this woman could last.

Sean Cameron heaved a sigh of relief and seized the opportunity to take out the contract he had prepared in advance.

Once the contract was signed, he would find an excuse to leave. Whatever might happen between Eleanor and the two presidents wasn’t his concern.

He even considered himself as doing Eleanor a favor; after all, a secretary’s job didn’t pay well. If she could connect with one of them, her future could be prosperous.

Maybe this woman would even thank him for it.