Chapter 66
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
Embarrassed, Jocelyn put down her coffee cup and said, âI hold no position for the time being.â
Her goal was to marry into a rich and powerful family. Why would she work for any company? The only reason why she was involved in this project in the first place, was because she had seduced Jason into letting her do so.
Garrett pushed his glasses against the bridge of his nose. âYour relationship with Mr. Gentry is your private matter, but this collaboration project is a business affair between two companies. Youâre just his girlfriend. You are in no position to determine which designs are going to be used, let alone slander our employees and our company.â
Jocelyn flushed, humiliated.
Who the hell was this man? How could he insult her in public like this?
The more she looked at him, the more he seemed familiar. Jocelyn thought that she had seen him in a magazine before, but she couldnât quite put her finger on it.
Nevertheless, she shot up to her feet and glowered at him. âYou have offended me greatly. You can rest assured that I will be telling Jason about this. You can say goodbye to this damn collaboration once and for all.â
Garrett sneered at her, unfazed. âBe my guest.â
He had to admit that he was quite taken aback by this womanâs arrogance and profound stupidity. He couldnât believe that Jason Gentry, who was a reputable CEO by his own right, had such terrible taste in paramours.
Gritting her teeth, Jocelyn grabbed her purse and stormed out of the conference room.
Just as she said, she headed directly to Jasonâs place.
Where else would she go? She had complaints to air out.
âJason! Are you aware that the people at Larson Group are nothing but bullies? They actually kicked me out! And that man wearing glasses actually dared to yell at me in front of everyone! Color Company is one of the best clothing companies in the country, but it looks like they donât take you seriously, honey.â
Jocelyn was scantily clad at this point, having shed most of her clothes when she had thrown herself at Jason. She clung to his arm now, pressing her breasts against him as she whined coquettishly.
Jason was busy playing games on his phone and didnât even turn to look at her. âHmm? The man with glasses? Are you talking about Garrett?â
âYou know that guy? Do you think you can make the Larson Group fire him?