Jonathan's POV
Harmon Designs - The next day
Yesterday we spent the entire day reviewing the transactions.
Later in the evening she said she didn't want to sit in the CEO office, and I could understand why.
So, today we sat in the temporary president office I made for her, until the renovation was done.
I reviewed some department reports as I told Veronica to go over the design proposals we got.
Only a few minutes into the files, she closed the files and sighs.
"Oh," she said, whining.
"Types of diamonds? Types of gold?"
"Production schedules?"
"And approving supplies…"
I smiled as she was looking so cute even when she was whining.
"I'm a painter," she said. "Jonathan,"
"Ask me how to mix colors,"
"Ask me a shade code,"
"Ask me about colors, or compositions,"
"Ask me how to organize an art exhibition,"
"But jewelry?" she said.
"Drafting designs? Manufacturing? Day-to-day running of a nationwide company?"
Then she smiles like a little baby.
