"..."
As an employee, Eve Sherman naturally couldn't bargain with him.
She could only start the car and invite Stellan Sutton to get in.
She put her suitcase on the passenger seat, while Stellan Sutton carried a bag containing her youthful diaries, filled with naïve thoughts, and some cringe-worthy teen angst literature she had written.
She couldn't understand why Stellan Sutton would be interested in those things.
"I just glanced at them, it seems like you quite enjoy drawing and such. Your diary from when you were young mentioned that you wanted to be a designer when you grew up, designing beautiful wedding dresses."
On the road, Stellan Sutton seemed to be in a pretty good mood and started chatting with Eve Sherman.
Eve Sherman smiled awkwardly, "Indeed."
And her wish had come true.
