Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Bella glanced around the room before asking, "Can I try them on?"

Special Assistant Lawson concealed the fleeting amazement in his eyes and nodded with a smile, "Of course."

Bella first picked up a ring that resembled a willow leaf and slipped it onto her finger.

Her fingers were fair and slender, with rounded tips that had no nails, yet they didn’t appear stubby.

The ring fit her finger perfectly, complementing her skin tone beautifully and looking very nice.

"Ms. Acker, the ring looks really good on you," Manager Miller genuinely praised.

"Your product designs are extremely beautiful," Bella replied, taking off the willow leaf ring and trying on other rings. She found that each one fit her finger perfectly, as if someone had intentionally measured them.

Intentionally measured?

Bella felt a flutter in her heart, but shook off the thought that surged into her mind and continued to try on rings and brooches.

Special Assistant Lawson watched and couldn’t help but marvel inwardly. The girl who used to cry easily had transformed into a naturally poised and elegant woman.

Time truly is a fascinating thing.

After trying on all the products, Bella remarked, "Your company’s product designs are very beautiful, with a diverse range of options. Even the most discerning people can find a diamond ring or brooch they love among them. However, regarding quality..."

"Ms. Acker, please rest assured, our company’s products have no issues with quality. President Sinclair always values quality and brand reputation," Special Assistant Lawson explained.

Damian Sinclair is not the type to focus only on immediate profits without thinking about the future. Otherwise, Kingston Group wouldn’t have grown as it has.

Bella believed this, and her inquiry was just part of the process.

"Kingston Group’s reputation is impeccable, of course," Bella smiled softly.

Special Assistant Lawson also smiled, "Ms. Acker, if you find no issues, we can sign the contract tomorrow."

"Sure, discuss the specific details with my agent," Bella nodded, "Special Assistant Lawson, I’ll leave you to your work. Goodbye." With that, she nodded goodbye to Manager Miller and the Product Director as well.

Both responded with smiles.

Special Assistant Lawson looked back at Manager Miller and the Director.

They understood and took the products out of the meeting room. After they left, Special Assistant Lawson said, "Ms. Acker, President Sinclair is in a meeting. Would you like to go up and wait for him?"

Going up and waiting meant meeting Damian Sinclair once the meeting was over.

Bella smiled, "No need, you guys are busy, and I need to go back and study the script. Goodbye."

"Then I’ll escort you downstairs."

Bella laughed, "Special Assistant Lawson, if you treat me specially like this, people will think I’ve landed the endorsement through shady means. You focus on your work, we can all get together sometime later."

Indeed, it’s not an inside job; it’s our president eagerly offering it.

When will the president and Ms. Acker reconcile, one wonders?

Special Assistant Lawson complained silently in his mind but maintained a sincere smile, "Alright then, I won’t see you off. Take care, Ms. Acker."

Bella nodded and walked towards the elevator with Judy Zimmerman.

"Bella, I ate hotpot yesterday and got an upset stomach. Can you wait for me in the car?"

"Who asked you to eat only the spicy pot last night? Hurry up."

Judy handed her the car keys and went off to find a bathroom clutching her stomach.

Bella shook her head as the elevator arrived.