F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 49

I was grateful to Luka from the bottom of my heart. If Luka had not rescued me in time last night, I might have really been pinched by Bella in the future.

The thought of the encounter in the morning made me feel even guiltier.

As I ate breakfast, I carefully glanced at Luka, "Thank you for what happened last night!"

Luka raised his head and looked at me with an expression of not wanting to pay attention to me.

I pursed my lips and blinked: "I didn't mean to do this morning! I'm sorry! "

Luka snorted and stood up. "I'm full!"

I sat at the dining table just like a wilted eggplant.

Luka changed his shoes and said in a cold voice, "Are you coming or not? I'm going to work!"

Hearing Luka's words, I instantly realized that he wanted to bring me along!

I immediately jumped up from the chair. "Let's go, let's go now!"

I quickly changed my shoes, put on my bag, and smiled at Luka, who was expressionless, "We can leave!"

Just as he was about to leave, I kindly handed Luka a Band-Aid.

Luka raised his eyebrows.

Luka pointed at his chin: "Put it on the wound!"

When I mentioned this, Luka's handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Do you think that if I put a Band-Aid on it, others won't be able to guess?"

After Luka finished speaking, he was so angry that he walked out without looking back.

I looked puzzled, guess what?

Wasn't this the result of a mistake this morning?

When I went to report, I only learned of today's job nameplate and could only receive it in the afternoon.

I went to work in the design department first. As a result, as soon as I arrived at the design department, before I had time to speak, a woman with delicate makeup walked up to me. She was dressed in a light blue suit.

"You're the new designer assistant!" Olivia Williams' eyes flashed with surprise when she saw me.

Her expression changed slightly as she walked towards her seat without looking back.

Just as I was about to explain that I was not, the other party shoved a stack of design drafts into my arms: "Just find a seat and classify this. I'll use it later!"

I looked at the other party in confusion and wanted to introduce myself, "I..."

As a result, before I could finish, I was interrupted by the other party aggressively: "Why don't you go? Is this so difficult?"

I frowned slightly, found a place, and quietly began to classify the design drafts.

Although I was uncomfortable, I had just arrived at Stratovski Jewelry and did not want to conflict with my new colleagues.

I quickly sorted the design drafts and gave them to the other party. "Hello, the design drafts are sorted!"