A Promising Youth

Chapter 38 Marcel's Trap

Master said that when I had the ability, I should help more people. However, I was not only to help the

school, but also through this singing competition to get to know Mayor Brian.

At least for now, this was my best chance!

I had to help Clara during the day, so naturally the kid's rehearsal was scheduled in the evening after

school.

On the way back to the company, Clara's attitude towards me suddenly became good again, and she

always tugged my arm from time to time and said.

“Wait, why are you walking so fast?

I can't even catch up with you.”

I slowed my pace; She panted and hit me, saying.

“I didn't know you can even play the piano!”

She tilted her head, with a hint of adoration in her eyes.

But I stopped in my tracks, looked at her seriously and said.

“Clara, listen to me, Marcel is not a good person, stay away from him, ok?”

Hearing me said this, her face, which had been smiling, suddenly went cold.

“Matteo, I can't figure out why you have to target him? I know Marcel is excellent, but as a man, can't

you be more generous?”

“I'm not generous? Clara, listen carefully, Marcel stays in the factory just to get the formula of 'General

Grey'. He doesn't love you, you should stop daydreaming. He is just a scum!”

I said through gritted teeth in anger.

“Who is daydreaming? Who's the scum?”

She instantly grabbed me by the shirt, looked at me and said indignantly.

“You're a good man, your girlfriend is good man, you're both good men. People of mediocre ability like

us are scum in your eyes, aren't we?”

I said as I held her back.

“I didn't mean it that way. I was telling you the fact! Marcel isn't as good as you think, he'll hurt you!”

But she cried and yelled at me.

“You're the one who hurt me! The company is on the right track, and we have hope now, but you quit

and left me alone to struggle.

I know you're going to her. You're both wonderful people who can do great things together. How could

you take our garment factory in your eyes?”

I bit my lip, looked away and said.

“Don't get me wrong, she's not my girlfriend.”

“Who are you fooling? She's admitted it herself. Why are you denying it? Do you need to explain that to

me?!”

She covered her mouth sadly and I didn't know why she was like that. Did she like me?

But if she liked me, why didn't she say it?

Why was she so cold to me while nice to Marcel?

“Believe it or not, I'll just give you a reminder. I hope you protect yourself from Marcel! It doesn't matter

if he hurt yourself, but don't drag me down with you!”

With that, I turned coldly away.

If she really liked me, why didn’t she tell me?

I was a poor country boy and I got nothing. She was good enough to me!

But the fact that she didn't say anything was proof enough that she liked Marcel.

Back to the factory workshop, I worked with Diego. After that, I went to the clothing design room and

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Clothing design room had been established not long ago. It was used to design clothes for the leader.

There were just two girls, who were busy in the design of the ladies bra.

When they saw me come in, the two girls rushed over and asked me how I was going to design it.

I pulled out my cigarette and lit it, took a deep drag and said.

“Just three points, first, it should be comfortable and made of good materials; second, it should be easy

to wear and breathable; and third, and most importantly, a woman's bra, which is worn for men, should

have a slightly more daring appearance and design. You are women, you naturally understand.”

As soon as I said that, the two girls came to their senses. I put out my cigarette, took out a pen and

paper to design the students' performance costumes and school uniforms.

All morning, I stayed in the design room, and occasionally went around the workshop. Clara did not

contact me. I guessed she was with Marcel.

If she was really the kind of woman who messed around with men, she was not worth my love, less

making me give her the formula of ‘General Grey’.

As soon as I got back to the office this afternoon, I didn't expect Clara to start picking on me.

“Where have you been this morning?”

She sat there and glanced at me coldly.

“In the design room, helping the kids design costumes for the show.”

I said as I sat down across from her desk.

“I was going to talk about this. Who told you to make the decisions for the company?

We can pay for the 30 sets of performance uniforms, but why should we produce 400 sets of school

uniform for free?

Do you know that it costs money?!”

She looked at me indignantly, and obviously she was still angry.

I grabbed her cup, took a sip of water and said.

“When we produce the fabric, every time because of uneven dyeing, or the fabric is defective, sister,

these cloths are good materials, cotton, wool spinning. If we put them into the warehouse, it would be

waste, but if we use them to make school uniforms, we can help the school. We just need workers to

make it!”

Speaking that, I paused for a moment and added.

“Most of the children of our factory workers are in school, so I want to mobilize these parents to work a

little more at night to make their children's costumes for free, and they certainly won't refuse, so that the

labor costs are saved.”

“You…”

She was angry and grabbed the cup.

“Who told you to use my cup?”

I didn't bother arguing with her. When I was about to get up, she immediately added,

“I... I'm going on a business trip with Marcel tomorrow, and I'd like you to look after things at the

company.”

My hand shook violently when I heard that.

“Where's the business trip to?

How long is it?”

With a slight sigh of relief, she said.

“Three days. Marcel helped me find an investor, and he wants to meet with me in person.”

“No!”

A wave of fear hit me. I grabbed Clara's hand violently and said.

“Don't go, it's a trap!”

“What do you mean by a trap?

You know the company's finances. We can't even afford to pay next month's salary. Marcel has helped

me why can’t I go?!”

She frowned and shook off my hand in disgust.

If she was with Marcel, something might happen!

And the last thing I wanted to see was one day Marcel held her nude photos and blackmailed me into

handing over General Grey!

“I don’t allow you to go!

Otherwise, I'll go with you!”

I said through gritted teeth.

“You go with me?

What about the kids in school?

The principal is putting the future of the entire school on you!”

Yeah, those kids and the hopes of the school were still on my shoulders!

This Marcel knew when to do!

“Clara, protect yourself!”

With that, I left the office with eyes full of despair.