After Rebirth, I Accept The Arranged Marriage-Chapter 40: The Boss’s Gossip

Everyone had assumed there was no way the influencer, Wendy Lawson, would get her account unblocked this time. After all, as employees of the Morgan Group’s legal department, no one knew better than them how seriously their boss took privacy.

Although they still weren’t sure who the young woman in the photo was, since the order came from the boss himself, it was obvious she wasn’t just some ordinary person.

But now, of all times, Keegan Sanders suddenly said the boss had relented.

How could that not pique their curiosity?

In the office, there was a long-time employee named Susan, who was quite familiar with Keegan Sanders.

So, when Keegan Sanders came over, Susan asked directly, "Unblocked? Is President Morgan not pursuing the matter anymore? We’ve never made an exception like this before."

The matter wasn’t exactly a secret, and everyone would find out sooner or later anyway. So Keegan Sanders didn’t keep them in suspense and said bluntly, "It’s not that President Morgan isn’t pursuing it. It’s that the future boss’s wife isn’t."

Susan drew in a sharp breath. They had only been guessing in the office before; the higher-ups had never officially confirmed the identity of the woman in the photo. Now, hearing what Keegan Sanders said, everyone in the office looked up curiously.

"Assistant Sanders, is the person in the photo really our future first lady?"

Keegan Sanders nodded.

Susan clicked her tongue. "She looks a lot younger than President Morgan."

Keegan Sanders was speechless.

He didn’t dare touch that comment.

"So, it was President Morgan’s wife’s idea? President Morgan is actually the type to listen to his wife?" someone in the office teased.

Keegan Sanders was even more speechless.

He *really* didn’t dare respond to that. ’What was with these people in the legal department?’ he wondered.

"Ahem, we’re still at the office. It’s not exactly appropriate to be so openly discussing the boss’s private life," Keegan Sanders said helplessly. ’These people really don’t hold back,’ he thought.

But his words seemed to have no deterrent effect.

"I wonder when the boss is getting married."

"What’s the boss’s wedding got to do with you? Is he going to invite you to the banquet or something?"

"I just really want to see the boss’s wife in person, haha. I’ll let you in on a secret—I saved that photo, haha. It was taken so well, so casual and relaxed. She’s completely different from those celebrities who are always sitting around with fake smiles on their faces."

The atmosphere in the office was lively and cheerful. It was at this moment that the intern received a call from Wendy Lawson.

"It has nothing to do with us," the intern replied to what Wendy Lawson had just said. "The party involved has relented and decided not to pursue the matter. If you want to thank someone, thank her."

Otherwise, if it were up to their boss, she definitely wouldn’t have been let off so easily.

On the other end of the line, Wendy Lawson clutched her phone, momentarily stunned. She quickly recovered. "Okay, okay. I was wondering if you might have the young lady’s contact information? I’d like to thank her personally."

A moment later, Wendy Lawson ended the call.

Because of this whole mess involving her reputation and image rights, she hadn’t even been able to attend her company’s anniversary celebration. The company didn’t dare let her make any public appearances until the issue was completely resolved.

Her assistant had been staying with her at home during this time. Seeing Wendy Lawson just standing there looking dazed after ending the call, the assistant couldn’t help but walk over. "Wendy, what’s wrong? Weren’t you talking to the legal department?"

Wendy Lawson seemed to snap out of it. She nodded. "Yeah, I was."

"Didn’t they unblock your account? Why do you look so..." The assistant wanted to say, ’...so crestfallen?’

Wendy Lawson was still processing the news she’d heard on the phone. She plopped down on the sofa, met her assistant’s worried gaze, and sighed. "Do you have any idea who the person in that photo is?"

Her assistant had also been keeping up with all the gossip in various group chats. Although the fashion show controversy was no longer being widely discussed on social media, plenty of information was still circulating privately in smaller groups.

"I heard the person sitting there is someone who contributes, what, tens of millions to the brand every year?" That was the only figure the assistant could think of.

A VIP important enough to be invited by the brand at the first opportunity was obviously no ordinary person. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Celebrities had to pull strings and call in favors just to borrow clothes from these brands, but the person sitting in that seat could casually buy those same outfits and wear them as everyday clothes.

"She must be the daughter of some wealthy family," the assistant answered.

’She certainly is the daughter of a wealthy family,’ Wendy Lawson thought.

"She’s the future Mrs. Morgan of the Morgan Group," Wendy Lawson said.

’So that’s why the intern had so bluntly rejected her offer to apologize in person,’ she realized. ’They didn’t have the future Mrs. Morgan’s private number either.’

The assistant’s jaw dropped.

Wendy Lawson patted her shoulder, stood up, and called her own boss.

Now that her account was unblocked, she had to get back to work.

After returning to Southaven, Jessie Sterling packed up the two sets of teacups she’d won at an overseas auction and the cufflinks she’d bought in a shop, and mailed them all to Victor Morgan.

It wasn’t that she was still hung up on the phone call she’d had with Victor Morgan in the bathroom that night; it was just that she truly hadn’t had a spare moment since returning to the country.

First, the custom wedding dress designer came to her home for her to choose the gown styles and finalize all the details.

And it wasn’t just one main bridal gown she was having made, so the dress fittings alone took up the better part of two weeks for Jessie Sterling.

After that, the jewelers came calling.

Jessie Sterling had already decided that with her main wedding gown, she would wear a tiara from Mr. Sterling’s private collection from many years ago.

It was a complete set from a 17th-century European royal family, including a tiara with a distinct Baroque style, along with a matching necklace, earrings, and bracelet.

The intricate design combined gold, enamel, diamonds, and various colored gemstones. It was ornate but exceptionally magnificent—a truly priceless treasure.

But besides the jewelry set for her main gown, Jessie Sterling had several other wedding dresses that needed accessories.

These were just the things for her personal use that required her direct confirmation. As for things like the venue, her mother and Mrs. Morgan were scouting locations together.

St. Alban’s Palace was very popular recently. The two mothers, who were in charge of choosing the wedding venue, were still deciding between it and the island destination the families had originally been considering.

Jessie Sterling didn’t have to worry about things like the drinks, but she did need to give the final approval for the wedding favors.

The wedding favors would be given to every guest, and Jessie Sterling estimated the cost to be around sixty to seventy thousand per set.

She didn’t want to fill them with too many useless little trinkets, so in the spare moments between choosing dresses and jewelry, she messaged Lynn Jennings and Quincy Sterling.

"How about an Omega watch? Their diamond model is a classic, perfect for a wedding favor. If someone doesn’t like it, they can always sell it. And then maybe a bottle of Mdiade perfume and a small Hermès wallet?" Jessie Sterling asked, video-calling the two of them from her bed that night.