My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)
Chapter 269

Chapter 269 Donahue Falls in Love

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, Janet finally finished half of the essay on personal reflection.

She wrote until her head was dizzy, and when she looked at it with a sad

face, it was full of "I have already deeply recognized my mistake", "I am really

wrong", and "I promise I will never do it again".

She felt dull when she read it herself.

Janet did not intend to make things difficult for herself anymore. She pushed

away the pieces of paper and went to bed.

Donahue knew how "good" she was at admitting her mistakes. He

probably didn't expect her to really submit the essay of the personal reflection on time. He just wanted to replace something for her to do so that she wouldn't

think too much about it. She couldn't return home before she recovered from

her injuries.

Thinking of this, Janet fell asleep.

The next morning, a servant came to wake Janet up and handed her a

packaged gift box.

"This is what Mr. Beacher asked me to give you. He said you can use it."

Janet had just woken up, and her mind had not yet cleared up. She raised her

chin and asked the servant to put it aside.

She washed up and ate with a dizzy head. Janet remembered the essay and instantly woke up a lot.

She opened her phone. Fortunately, Donahue did not come to check the progress of her essay.

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She simply put down the piece of paper for the time being.

Anyway, as long as she submitted it, Donahue would not punish her for such

a small matter.

Janet was full of confidence. She put away the piece of paper carefully on her bedside table and then turned on the computer to check the work emails. The first letter was sent by the designer of the jewelry company.

Janet was in a good mood. Compared with writing an essay, she preferred to

handle work.

However, when she opened the email and read it, her face became gloomy.

Nathaniel had been eyeing her company covetously, and her own employees dragged her down. As the boss, she had to be punished by Donahue. Janet

was so upset.

Taking out her mobile phone, Janet dialed the number of the designer.

It was still night in the country. Although Janet had just gotten up and received it, the designer should have just sent it at night.

When the designer picked up the call, he yawned and called, "Ms. Longfellow? Are you awake?"

"Are you going to sleep?" Janet was annoyed.

"Yes... Ms. Longfellow, have you seen the design? How is it?"

Normally, Janet might have been respectful to the designer, but today, she said straightforwardly, "You want me to be satisfied with a pile of trash? This kind of design has long been out of fashion in the country. Don't you know?"

When the designer heard this, he woke up and quickly said, "No, Ms.

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Longfellow! I've been doing it for a few days!"

Janet sneered, "Your painting skills are not bad. The design element is also the currently

popular element, but the design is already eliminated from the market in domestic jewelry brands. Do you think there is a chance to stand

out?

"Tell me, is this design better than your previous ones?" she said stemly.

The designer was about to cry.

He also did not expect that Janet would know so much about fashion. This time, he imitated the domestic style, but he did something innovative. He did not expect Janet to see it at a glance.

The designer hurriedly said, "Ms. Longfellow, I was wrong. I will revise it now.

I won't sleep!"

"It's none of my business, but remember, if you hand in a design draft like this again next time, bear the consequences yourself!" Janet said coldly. After that, she hung up the phone.

The designer held his phone and gasped for breath as if he had just survived

a disaster.

Looking at the rejected email, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Although his work this time was a little perfunctory, it was not to the point

where it was useless.

It could only be said that Janet's requ

ere really high.

It was really difficult to combine popular elements with traditional styles.

"It's so hard..." The designer grumbled as he opened the software and prepared to draw a new draft.

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Halfway through the drawing, the designer pinched the space between his

eyebrows with a headache.

He often got his work returned. Although Janet was easygoing, her

requirements for the work were extremely high.

The only designer that could meet Janet's requirements was probably...

Yvette Bayler.

Yvette was an internationally renowned designer. She was a very famous designer in jewelry design.

Janet would only be satisfied with Yvette's designs.

After sighing a few times, the designer continued to work as if he had

accepted his fate.

Janet put down the phone and found the gem that Donahue had given her.

When Janet looked at the natural and expensive stones, her anger subsided

a little.

As for what Donahue punished her for writing an essay...

Janet didn't care about it anymore and felt comfortable.

Did Donahue want her to write an essay to punish her? Of course not! That

was all for her own good!

This time, she was indeed impulsive. She was not tactful enough when dealing with people.

Janet knew all of this, but she could not write it out or change it.

Janet rolled her eyes.

She quickly and carefully took out her essay to add those lines.

After the completion of the essay, Janet let out a long sigh of relief when she

saw that there were no more than a thousand words. She felt proud.

Perfect!

After putting the essay away, Janet touched the box that Beacher had sent

over. It was the size of a notebook. She had asked Beacher to send her laptop in secretly a few days ago. Could it be that Beacher had sent her the digital panel?

She quickly opened it.

Sure enough, it was the digital panel that she often used.

Janet gave Beacher a thumbs up in her heart. Sometimes, Beacher was

reliable.

If she only relied on her designers, she thought she would never obtain a design that could make her satisfied.

It was better for her to do it herself.

Moreover, she had been anxious recently. She could also calm her mind by

drawing the designs.

Janet took the morganite that Donahue gave her as the prototype and began

to draw the designs.

The materials given by Donahue were to be made into jewelry. She was

worried and reluctant to give them to others. She knew she should design it

herself.

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While she was drawing, she was distracted,

Last time, when Donahue gave her the gems, it seemed like he had someone he liked, but he was just too embarrassed to tell her.

It just so happened that the next product launch conference was about Valentine's Day.

Janet's eyes lit up, and the tip of the pen in her hand turned.

She would design a pair of couple pieces of jewelry for Donahue.