Wendy had always been serious and outstanding when she was at work. Timothy was sitting in the meeting room, his face filled with admiration when he saw Wendy holding the meeting with confidence.
The same thought kept coming to his mind, "Why couldn't she be my daughter?" His biological daughter, Jill, had no interest in design at all. He had worked so hard for his entire life. It would be such a pity if he could not pass down his legacy. After thinking of it, Timothy shook his head helplessly.
Wendy noticed Timothy's expression and asked, "Mr. Woods, are you having different thoughts on the design?"
"What?" Timothy felt embarrassed when Wendy called him to ask for his opinion when his mind drifted. He looked exactly like a student whose mind had drifted away while the teacher was calling his name. Obviously, he was Wendy's mentor so the situation was very interesting.
"Nothing. Everything is fine," Timothy laughed out loud.
