I've just been badly pressed by Steven. My back hurts. It takes a lot of effort to get up now.

I got up and through the mirror in front of me I could see Sean standing outside the cubicle.

Although I saw him at the entrance of the hotel last time, I didn't see his face.

This is the first time I have seen him since I got out of prison.

He wore a black suit almost the same as he did a year ago.

What about me?

I saw my face through the mirror.

My hair was soaked in water and stuck to my face. My makeup was in a mess and my clothes are covered with dust left over from the construction site.

I knew we would meet again.

I never thought it was when I was so embarrassed.

Sean Jessop looked at me in the mirror. He sneered, "June Carter, I haven't seen you for so long. I didn't expect you to become such a trash."

"A trash?"

"Hmm, how interesting."

I had a bright future, but I was innocently involved in a substitute marriage. I was framed and imprisoned. That's why I became like this.

I have a lot to say against him.

But I ended up saying, "Everything is thanks to Mr. Jessop."

After that, I went out without even looking back.

Sean Jessop didn't catch up.

Of course he won't chase me.

After all, I was the one who killed his child and injured Molly Carter.

I took a bath at home. I stood in front of the window and turned the news on my mobile phone.

But there were no reports of Sean's personal life.

But I suspect Molly Carter and Sean Jessop may be married and may even have children.

But it has nothing to do with me.

The next morning I went to the hotel and heard that Steven had been fired.

My heart got a little nervous.

I got a man from the engineering department to ask Steven why he was fired, and then I figured out the reason for the announcement.

Steven stole engineering materials after work. He replaced good materials with defective ones. He was found out by Mr. Jessop and fired.

I was surprised to hear that.

It's a common thing in the industry, but it's a big project. He was found to be absolutely disreputable by his employer for stealing materials, and other companies in the industry were absolutely afraid to hire him again.

It's just that Sean didn't mention me, which really surprised me.

My main thing today is to talk to Angie.

After all, my purpose as an assistant was to study.

Besides, I don't want to work in Sean Jessop's hotel. I don't want to see him.

But I met Sean Jessop.

I hastened to hide elsewhere.

But soon, the person in charge came to me and asked me, "Where is Angie?"

I shook my head in confusion.

The person in charge looked around and said, "Mr. Jessop needs to see the overall effect of the hall. He needs to be explained. Aren't you an assistant to Angie? Come on."

That is really embarrassing.

However, the person in charge dared not neglect Sean Jessop. He had to drag me to explain to him.

The upper floor of the hotel is almost finished. He took me to the hotel conference room.

When I went in, the renderings were already projected.

He waited for me to explain.

Actually, this is my first time to see the renderings, and I can't help exclaiming that Angie really deserves her reward.

The whole design was atmospheric and uniform in tone.

It looked very comfortable.

Sean Jessop sat in a black leather seat and saw me with no surprise on his face.

He said nothing as if he was waiting for my explanation.

If it's just an illustration of a general diagram, I'll definitely talk about it. But Angie's design is so advanced that I know I can't talk about it.

I stood there and told Sean Jessop the truth. "Mr. Jessop, I'm just a designer's assistant. I haven't participated in the design of the whole project. I'm going to contact the designer for you now."

When I finished, I took the phone and was ready to go out and make a call.