Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 211 Will this work for me?

When the car arrived at the Eternal Group, it slowed to a stop.

Starry looked aside at Filip : "Here we are, thank you for today."

Filip unbuckled his seat belt and looked at her, "With our relationship, you don't have to be so polite

with me, Starry."

As he spoke, he buttoned his collar.

Starry only then found that the first two buttons of his shirt did not know when to loosen, slightly open

collar to him added a few fallen, people are less than usual a few cold.

Starry wanted to ask him what their relationship was, but thought about it and decided that maybe she

was overthinking it.

No matter how she avoids it, the five years of marriage with Filip is there for all to see.

Contract or true, anyway, they were really married for five years.

One night husband and wife, not to mention they have been a couple for five years.

Filip is now treating her like this, probably also remembering the five years of love.

With that in mind, she lost the urge to ask.

Filip buttoned up before speaking, "Contact me if you need anything."

"Good."

Starry nodded a little and watched him get out of the car.

After eating a meal, it was almost two o'clock, and it was time to go to work in the afternoon.

Next to many employees who came back to work, Filip from the car, white shirt can not suppress his

aura, many people have subconsciously glanced at him, after seeing who it is, people passing by are a

little surprised.

Filip stepped back and stepped aside, in the bright sun, carrying the sketch Starry had made last night

in one hand, and with the other hand tucked vaguely inside the pocket of his suit pants, he just stood

there, watching her drive away.

Only when the black Mercedes drove away did Filip withdraw his eyes and carry the painting into the

Eternal Group.

He went straight into the special elevator, which went up to his office floor.

When the man came out of the elevator, Austin was already waiting for him with a stack of papers: "Mr.

Pearson, this is the second phase of that Emeraldian project ......"

Before Austin could finish his sentence, he saw a paper scroll appear in front of him.

He froze for a moment, and before he could react, he heard Filip tell him to frame the painting.

Austin subconsciously answered, "Will it be hung in your office after it's framed?"

Filip, rarely stunned, looked at him, "No."

"Ohhhhh, okay, Mr. Pearson."

Austin also rarely saw Filip have that kind of expression, he did not dare to say anything else, clutching

the file and followed him into the office, after setting down the file, Austin left the office.

Just in time to see Albert, Austin waved his hand: "You find someone to frame this painting."

Austin said while spreading out the paper roll.

When he saw the sketch on the paper, Austin realized what Filip's expression just now meant.

This black and white sketch, if framed and hung in Filip's office, would probably surprise anyone who

saw it.

After all, this painting, the painting is no one, but Filip himself.

Austin is also smart, immediately thought that the words are Starry painting, he dare not take it lightly:

"Forget it, you personally go to the gallery to run, this painting is Miss Bradley painting, you must not

break!

Since returning from his last trip to the resort, Albert has also become acutely aware of Filip's thoughts

on Starry.

When he heard Austin say that Starry had drawn the words, Albert realized the importance of the

drawing without Austin having to say anything.

"Don't worry, even if I break it, the painting can't be broken!"

Austin was satisfied: "Go ahead, frame the painting first!"

On such a piece of paper, if this accidentally stained with water, it must be finished.

Albert re-rolled the painting and personally took it to a gallery to have it framed.

The people at the gallery were in disbelief when they saw the painting, "You mean you want me to

frame this painting?"

It's just a hand-painted practice piece, what's there to frame?

"Yes, frame it, this painting is very important, you have to be careful! Frame it well, no matter how much

it costs!"

The boss looked at Albert and muttered, "First time I've seen someone with such a strange request."

It's really a long time to live!

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the villa.

The weather in Araria City has been much better since we entered May.

Starry took her medicine, practiced Orange for a while, and saw that the sun was not so fierce, so she

carried her drawing board and paint bucket downstairs to finish painting the unfinished painting

yesterday.

At 4:00 pm, Jackie arrived late, and Lucia's face was cold from waiting.

"I'm sorry Miss Scott, I had a sudden situation!"

Jackie was not really late, she had finished her lunch and planned to come over to Lucia's side of the

shopping district to hang out and wait for Lucia, but she suddenly had an upset stomach and ran to the

bathroom seven or eight times, and she was almost deflated, and finally a friend sent her over.

Lucia gave her a look, "Miss Hill could have just said if she didn't want to see me."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to be late!"

Lucia was not in the mood for this, she raised her hand to stop her words, "What is your relationship

with Starry?"

Jackie's false white face came with a bit of excitement: "Starry and I, but old classmates."

"Since you are old classmates, what did you come to see me for?"

Lucia stirred the coffee in front of her, Jackie took a sip of lemonade: "Old school friends have good

and bad relationships, don't you think, Miss Scott?"

Lucia raised an eyebrow, "So you guys aren't on good terms?"

"Not obvious?"

Lucia hooked her lips in a smile: "It's pretty obvious. how does Miss Hill want to work with me?"

Jackie put down her cup, "I know Miss Scott you want to marry into the Pearson family, and I, on the

other hand, don't want Starry to marry into the Pearson family again. we both have different purposes,

but Starry is kind of our common enemy now. "

"Oh, how can we work together?"

When Jackie heard Lucia's words, even her stomach pain was not so obvious, and she told Lucia

about her plan.

Ten minutes later.

Lucia lowered the spoon in her hand and the porcelain spoon hit the rim of the coffee cup with a "ding".

She wrapped her hands around her head and leaned back in her chair, "Miss Hill's so-called

cooperation is to use me to help you get back at Starry?" Miss Hill, you are quite good at using people."

Lucia suddenly felt no fun and just got up and left.

Jackie was a little anxious: "Wait! You can't find out much about Sebastian, can you? I know!"

Lucia looked at Jackie and let out a laugh, "Does Miss Hill think, it will work for me?"

"So what do you want?"

"Simple, isn't Starry afraid to see you?Miss Hill you let her see you more, isn't it?"

Jackie froze: "But she won't even talk to me ......"

"So how do you know if she's not talking to you or if she's afraid to talk to you?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing."

Lucia stood up, then leaned over and whispered in Jackie's ear.