In the director's eyes, although Bella was guided by a high-level beauty Diana Liang, how could she
have Moore's real design? What's more, this is a very mysterious watch that has been popular in the
industry. It is said that Moore thinks that a mysterious customer wants to make it for the person he
loves. The diamond on it is taken off from his watch, and behind the watch, there is a newly created
sculpture by Moore, which means a lot! He didn't even have a chance to see it, let alone Bella!
Disdain and mockery flashed through the director's eyes. He waved his hand and said, "No, I just think
that everyone knows this watch, but I don't think you would have it. It's okay if you wear it, but don't let
important customers see it. After all, it will damage your image. Since it's a gift from an important friend,
you can take it with you. " The implication is that your important friend is not a big deal.
If he knew it was true, would he think that Bella had hooked up with some rich man? Then mocked her
again. But Mason Ye was indeed a rich man, not an ordinary one. How could he define?
Now she felt that the word "sugar daddy" seemed to have a sour taste.
Bella comforted herself like this when the director spoke.
"Finish your work as soon as possible. If you can win that big order in three months, you can get a
promotion and rise in pay. This is an opportunity for you in the industry. You must seize it. " He leaned
against the chair and picked up the coffee casually. "Well, I'm done. You can go back to your work."
"Okay." She also knew that this director was difficult to deal with. As long as he didn't go against others,
everything would be easy.
She devoted herself to work. After all, she majored in design and she had to learn and update
knowledge any time.
In the past few days, as soon as she got back to her rental house, she made a video call to Mason Ye.
She wished the day could come soon so that she could reunite with him.
However, there was another strange thing. She always felt that recently, someone seemed to follow
her. It made her very uneasy to go to work or get off work.
A black car kept a short distance from her.
When she came out of a fast food restaurant, she saw a man getting out of the suspicious car and
answering a phone on the road.
She caught up with him and wondered why he appeared in her sight every day.
"Hello." She summoned up her courage and patted the man in black, only to his arm, not his shoulder.
The man in black wore sunglasses. When he turned around and saw Bella, he was still on the phone.
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then raised the corners of his mouth. His voice was low
and magnetic. "Hello."
"……" She was not sure whether she was wrong. Maybe she had an illusion. Why would he follow her?
"What's the matter?" He hung up the phone and asked indifferently.
"Nothing. I got the wrong person. I'm sorry." She found an excuse casually, "Well, goodbye."
"Wait a minute." He suddenly called her, "Can I have your phone number?"
"……" To her surprise, the man in front of her was handsome and tall, not like someone who would
casually ask a girl for phone number on the street.
"I'm just kidding. Bye."
"……" Holding the breakfast in her arms, Bella smiled awkwardly, "Bye."
What did he mean? She was not kidding. And she greeted him in Chinese just now. It turned out that
he was really from a hometown, sot she was inexplicably embarrassed.
She shook her head, thinking that she must be in a trance these days.
A month later
Recently, Bella didn't go to work with Diana Liang. She just felt that there was a gap between them.
She couldn't explain it clearly, and she also knew that it was not proper for her to do something to ease
their feelings.
Jack Wen didn't contact her anymore. She was happy to be alone.
However, in the past month, she still felt followed and it confused her.
"Bella, here is your email." At lunch time, she received a mysterious package.
Her first thought was that it might be from Mason Ye, but she quickly denied it. It was just a few pieces
of paper. She knew that Mason Ye wouldn't be so bored as to send her a love letter.
The moment she opened it, she was stunned.
The paper in her hand fell to the ground, like a butterfly slowly floating on the ground, and her blood
began to surge violently.
One was her photo, and the other was a photo of a middle-aged woman. They were very similar.
There was another piece of paper. She picked it up from the ground quickly. These words were very
simple, but she read them more than ten times.
"Bella, I know you. I heard that you are looking for your mother. Do you think this woman looks
familiar? If you want to confirm, call me at any time. "
Below was a phone number and an e-mail address.
Mom! If it was really her mother, then she didn't have to look for a needle in a haystack, and she didn't
have to be sad about it all her life.
She almost wanted to call him right away and asked him where her mother was.
But she quickly calmed down. There was no other information in this mail. It was obvious that the other
party knew her information. But she was in the open, and he was in the dark. Would it be a scam call?
If someone else knows she was searching for her mother, they would make use of it.
But she really wanted to know where her mother was. She had imagined for countless times what her
mother would look like. She looked at the person in the photo over and over again. The resemblance
between them was obvious. Her eyes, nose, and mouth were inexplicably the same. The wrinkles on
her face were obvious. Time had left traces on her face, but still couldn't hide her youth style.
Did the person on the photo really know the truth or not? But how could she find the person on the
photo?
There were many mysteries. She hesitated for a whole day, but after thinking twice, she decided to call
and ask.
Would the other party want money? But if the news was true, it was worth no matter how much she
paid. However, if he really knew her mother's address and where she was now, should she ask her
mother why she abandoned her?
"Hello?" After going through a lot of circles in the house, Bella pressed a number on her phone. Her
heart was in her throat. After three rings, the phone was answered. The man's voice was familiar and
pleasant to hear.
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