It's Only Natural For Men To Pay

Nomsa left the villa and ran far away before stopping. She must stay away from Douglas, because he was too dangerous. Just as this thought occurred to her, a car stopped beside her. She turned her head instinctively and saw "Douglas" lowering the window. Their gazes met and she was shocked for a moment before quickly moving her eyes away, and she quickened her pace. Douglas drove slowly and closely followed her. He kept his car alongside her and said in a low voice with a commanding tone, "Get in the car."

"No need," Nomsa turned around and said before continuing walking. Douglas understood that she was keeping her distance from him. As Nomsa walked, she felt he stooped following her. She paused for a moment, but couldn't help but look back. She saw Douglas get off the car and walk towards her with a cold and threatening look. He had long legs and walked to her in few steps. Without saying anything,  he picked her up horizontally and stuffed her into the car. Nomsa was dumbfounded. This man was really ...

She laughed angrily, "Douglas!  Will you stop messing around?"

"Who's messing around?" Douglas glanced at her coldly before continuing to drive seriously.

"You! Of course!"  Nomsa replied. Douglas pretended he didn't  hear her and jumped to the next question, "Address?" Nomsa did not answer him. Douglas stretched out his long arm and took her phone from her jacket pocket, finding the message from Karen. "You eavesdropped on me?" Otherwise, how could he know that she was going to see Karen?

...

Soon, they arrived at the restaurant that Karen had mentioned. Before Nomsa got off the car, she saw Karen through the restaurant's French window, who had been waiting there for a long time. Karen was sitting by the window. She checked the time every now and then and looked outside. She was  alone. When Douglas saw that Nomsa was only watching Karen instead of going to see her, he asked, "Are you planning on sitting here and watching her like this?" Nomsa looked at him and did not say anything. Letting Karen experience what it was like to be hung out to dry. Douglas looked out of the window and found that there was also a restaurant on the opposite side. He drove to its parking lot and got Nomsa out of the car and into the restaurant. He took her directly to the second floor and chose a booth by the window. From here, she could see Karen. The waiter brought the menu to them, and Douglas directly pushed it to Nomsa. She looked up at Douglas. Although she didn't say anything, he seemed to know what she was thinking.  "What are you looking at? Order the food." Nomsa regained her senses. He had been looking down at his phone. How could he know that she was looking at him? Could it be that he had an eye on the top of his head? Since she was already here, she ignored the awkwardness and ordered some dishes. Afterwards, Douglas also ordered two. Before the dishes were served, Nomsa involuntarily turned to look at Karen in the restaurant opposite her with a complicated expression.  "Douglas" was quite silent when he was not mocking or threatening her. "This is the first time she has asked me out to dinner." As soon as Nomsa finished speaking, she saw that a car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant and Vicky showed up. She sneered and continued, "I knew she couldn't just ask me out for dinner." Vicky directly went to Karen's booth. Due to the distance, Nomsa could not hear what they were saying. However, based on their movements, she could tell that Vicky was losing her temper while Karen was comforting her. After arguing for a while, Karen lowered her head and picked up her phone. Not long after, Nomsa's phone rang .

She answered it, "Hello?" "Nomsa, why haven't you come yet? Didn't you agree to have lunch together Karen was suppressing her anger, as if getting impatient. Nomsa said indifferently, "I'm still on the bus. The road is jammed." Karen let out a sigh of relief, "Then hurry up." After hanging up the phone, Nomsa saw Karen talking to Vicky again. Then, Vicky turned around and left the booth, but did not leave the restaurant. After what had happened last night, Vicky just couldn't wait to have Karen ask Nomsa out. Did Vicky think that Nomsa had been ruined by the haters, so she wanted to see how miserable she was? If that was the case, shouldn't  Nomsa show up to upset Vicky? At this time, the waiter began to serve. Douglas' voice pulled her back to reality, "Eat." Nomsa came back to her senses. She suddenly remembered that he muttered "mom" when he was sick and in a trance last time. She asked "Douglas" curiously,  "You have always lived at Leonardo's. Where are your parents?" As she finished speaking, she noticed that Douglas paused looking unhappy. Nomsa realized that she might have asked the wrong question, so she quickly put food in his bowl and fawned over him, "You eat more."

They finished their meal in silence. Nomsa wanted to pay the bill, but Douglas pulled her behind him with one hand. After paying for the bill, he turned around and said seriously,  "It's  only natural for a man to pay for a meal with a woman." Nomsa also looked serious, "I am the elder here. I should pay it." Douglas leaned closer to her and whispered, "I've already paid the bill. If you really feel guilty, give me a kiss." Nomsa didn't say anything. She would prefer death. She shook off his hand and left the restaurant. Douglas looked at her back and revealed a meaningful smile.

...

In the end , Nomsa never went to the opposite restaurant to meet Karen. She and "Douglas" went straight home. Karen had been calling her, but she never answered.

She thought that this matter was over, but the next morning, she received a phone call from Lynn.

"Nomsa, have you been looking for a job recently?  Why don't you come to our own company, so you won't have to fawn over others? How nice!" Lynn was so sincere that Nomsa almost believed him but she replied casually, "But I've already found a job." Between Jarrett Group and Tip Top, she would choose Tip Top in a heartbeat.

Lynn was silent for a moment. Then as if he had made up his mind, he said, "How about I offer you shares if you come to work in our company?" Shares? Nomsa couldn't help but sit up straight,  suspecting that she had heard wrongly. Vicky and her brother both held Jarrett Group's shares, and would receive a dividend every year. Even Karen had some shares. Even few, it was better than nothing.

Fifteen Percent of the Shares

She had hoped that Lynn would give her some. Even if it was only 1%, it would at least make her feel like she was a Jarrett. But now, when she didn't care about that anymore, Lynn wanted to give them to her. Thinking about it, she found it somewhat ridiculous. Nomsa really laughed aloud. Although she knew that Lynn might have other motives, she still asked, "How many shares do you intend to give me?"

Lynn  said coyly ,"More than your mother's. Of course. Don't worry. I'll make it worth your while." More than Karen's? Just a few, then.

Since Lynn had offered it, how could Nomsa make it easy for him?

"No matter what, I am an Emerson. If you really want to offer me shares, less than 15%  don't otherwise I will be laughed at."

Although she did not possess any Jarrett Group's shares yet, she knew how they were distributed.

Lynn held 30% of the shares,  Vicky and her brother 10% , and Karen 5% ,which added up to 55%.

The rest belonged to the other shareholders. If Lynn offered Nomsa 15% of shares he would be in dangerous position at the next shareholders' meeting, if Nomsa did not vote for him, he would most likely lose the position as the chairman of the board. Fifteen percent was a lot.Lynn was naturally clear about the stakes involved. He suppressed his anger and said , "Nomsa, I have been good to you. Your request is a bit too much." Good to her? Nomsa smiled and said, "Dad, you're old. Don't get angry that easily. It's not good for your health. I was just saying. It won't matter if you don't agree. Anyway, I can find a job. I still have things to do. Goodbye."

Did something happen to the Jarretts? Lynn used shares to entice her to work for Jarret Group. What was the purpose of that?

...

At the same time. Lynn was so angry about Nomsa hanging  him up that he almost smashed the phone. He put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the office." I see she has grown fangs and started running wild !" Vicky poured a cup of tea for Lynn, "Dad, don't get angry over such a trivial matter. It's not worth it."

"How many times have I told you not to go to those foul places even if you have nothing to do? If you have to go, be careful! "Lynn was angry and didn't take the tea Vicky handed over, saying with disappointment, "The Patels agreed to the marriage. With something like that happened to you, will they still want you?" Jarrett Group had been short of funds recently. They had been planning a marriage with the Patels to get them to invest. However, Vicky's indecent video had been posted online, so they could not count on the Patels anymore. Therefore, he shifted his focus onto Nomsa. Nomsa had been married to the Emersons  for more than two months , and she had been doing fine. She must have gotten along with Leonardo. If Nomsa was pleased, perhaps she could convince Leonardo to invest in Jarret Group. "Dad, it must have been Nomsa. She wants to destroy me," Vicky said with a mysterious expression, "But I have taken my revenge." When Lynn heard her say revenge, his expression changed as he said, "What did you do?" Vicky said excitedly, "Since she has destroyed me, I naturally won't let her off. I also wanted to destroy her, so I lured her to the Violet Gold Club..." Before she could finish her sentence, Lynn slapped her in the face. Slap!

Clear and resounding.

Vicky's  head tilted to the side from the slap. After a while, she turned to look at Lynn with disbelief, "Dad! You hit me?" Ever since she was young, Lynn had rarely been angry with her, let alone hit her. Lynn had been furious just now. After all, if Jarrett Group could not survive this blow, it would face bankruptcy or be taken over by others. At this critical moment, Vicky actually had offended Nomsa. Lynn loved his deceased ex-wife very much. He also cherished her two children, especially Vicky, because she looked like her. Lynn looked at his hand and sighed deeply,  softening his tone, "Vicky, no matter what, Nomsa is an Emerson now. You should have taken her husband into account before doing something to her. Don't be in a rush to deal with her. She has been married to the Emersons for so long and is still coping well, so perhaps she will get Leonardo's favor." Vicky retorted unwillingly, "So what if she does? He is nothing!" She didn't  agree with Lynn. Even if Nomsa married into the Emersons, so what? She was still the trash that was not even loved by her mother. However, she knew that Lynn was still angry, so she could not say ill things about Nomsa. "Even if Leonardo is nobody now, he is still in charge of the Emersons, and he will inherit the wealth. We are short of funds. If Nomsa can get us money from Leonardo, our problem will be solved!" Vicky was  persuaded, feeling that he was right, "Then tell her to do it!" Lynn's expression darkened when he thought of the phone call just now. He coldly snorted and said, "She has fangs now. She dared to hang up on me, and ask for 10% of my shares!"

"Then give it to her!" Vicky didn't think it was a big deal, "Aren't you going to let her work at Jarrett Group? Just find a chance to make her give them back later." Hearing that, Lynn was deep in thought and then smiled, "My precious daughter is so smart . Did I hurt you just now?  It was my fault..."

"Dad, I'm fine."

...

No matter what Nomsa thought, she wouldn't know that Lynn wanted money from Leonardo. She was going to have an interview at Tip Top. Before she could leave, she received another phone call from Lynn. "Nomsa, I've considered your request. I promise you 15% of the shares . When will you come to work?" Nomsa frowned and was puzzled. Lynn agreed to give her 15% of the shares?  It was queer enough that Lynn wanted her to work at Jarrett Group . She had never expected him to actually grant her the shares. To go or not to go? She would have more shares than Vicky . How could Vicky agree to this?  There was something fishy about it, but she was not afraid.

"When you give me the shares?" she answered.