Chapter 560
When Estelle and the others finished eating and were about to leave, more customers continued to come into the restaurant. Xavier sent them off at the door, and said to Magdalen and Morrison, “You’re welcome here anytime, and everything’s on the house, no matter when you come!”
Magdalen grinned, “Don’t worry, we’ll stop by often for sure.”
Xavier chuckled heartily, then looked at Estelle and Jonathan, “Take care!”
Everyone said goodbyes to each other, got into their cars and left.
Morrison had some alcohol, so he asked the driver to take them home. Magdalen leaned on Morrison with flushed cheeks, clearly tipsy.
Morrison held her waist, helping her find a comfortable position to lie down, while he checked his emails on his laptop.
“Right!” Magdalen suddenly raised her head, resting her chin on the man’s shoulder, regretfully saying, “I forgot to ask Ella about Xavier!”
Morrison lowered his head to kiss her forehead gently. “Don’t worry about it. From the looks of it, Xavier seems content with keeping a low profile and not going back to his old life.”
Magdalen thought for a moment and said, “You’re right. It doesn’t matter anymore. All that matters is that I know he’s Xavier, the Sniper I admire!”
Morrison squinted his eyes, “Admiring him?”
“Don’t be jealous!” Magdalen put her arms around his neck, pulled herself close and giggled seductively. “As long as you know I’m loyal to you, that’s all that matters.”
The half-drunk Magdalen made Morrison’s heart race. He tightened his hold around her waist and leaned down to kiss her.
Magdalen, half-closed her eyes, lazily wrapped her arms around him in response, like a cat enjoying the affection.
Millard drove Jonathan and Estelle back to the Royal Mansion. On the way, Estelle received a call from Inman.
Inman was out of ideas for the design drafts and hoped that Estelle could complete the remaining three outfits. She had seen the first three drafts Estelle made and had complete confidence in her.
Estelle didn’t decline and promised to deliver the drafts by Sunday evening.
After hanging up the call, Jonathan held her hand, asking, “So, you’ll be working on the weekend?”
“Yeah, Mr. Mayfield’s movie will be choosing designers in the studio, and everyone wants to be selected, Estelle replied.
Jonathan raised an eyebrow, chuckling, “And how about you? Do you want to be chosen too?”
Estelle looked at him, nodded honestly, and said, “Of course!”
Jonathan laughed softly. “Then just ask me. I can appoint you as the designer directly!”
Estelle raised an eyebrow, “You invested in Mr. Mayfield’s movie?”
“Yep.” Jonathan smiled charmingly, “Do you want me to help?”
Estelle hesitated, “That might not be fair to the others. I’ll try to prove myself with my own skills!”
Jonathan couldn’t help but laugh, ruffled her head, and pulled her close with a playful tone, “Well, it’s going to be a bit difficult then. Don’t come crying to me later!”
Estelle hummed in disagreement, “We’ll see about that!”
Jonathan bent down to comfort her with a kiss, asking, “You’re that confident?”
Leaning on his shoulder, Estelle played with his long, distinct fingers, mumbling softly, “Well, I’m just an assistant, but my designer is pretty amazing!”
“What’s your designer’s name?” Jonathan asked.
“Inman.”
Jonathan nodded slightly, smiling. “Learn well, and when you become a designer, I’ll hire you as the Lamont Group’s design
consultant.”
“Deal!” Estelle responded cheerfully.
Remembering the film fundraising cocktail party tomorrow, Jonathan asked, “So, are you going to the party tomorrow?”
“Yes.” Estelle looked up. “What’s up?”
“Nothing!” Jonathan thought for a moment, “I’ll be going, too. I’ll take you with me!”
