Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Jennifer had never seen such an expression before.

She was smiling, yet there was no warmth but endless coldness in her eyes.

No, not that.

It was death.

Yes, it was as if she was staring at the dead.

Jennifer's legs felt like jelly. She didn't even know how she managed to walk back to her desk.

She even had the fright of her life when the phone rang, and she stood there for a long time, unmoving.

It wasn't until someone called her that she cback to her senses.

Jennifer answered the phone in a daze. After hanging up, Jennifer realized that she had broken out into a cold sweat.

"What's going on with you? You answered the phone in a muddle. And why do you look so pale? Are you unwell?" Jennifer remained silent and only shook her head.

When Wendy saw that Yulia had returned to work, she greeted her warmly and inquired about her well-being. After that, she let her get busy, not mentioning Quill once. Yulia curled her lips into a smile and thought this person was quite smart.

She knew what to ask and what not to.

Although Wendy didn't ask Yulia what had happened, she was making plans in her heart.

In the afternoon, Wendy received the news about Yulia's reassignment.

She was her immediate supervisor, so she wasn't happy when Yulia was blatantly transferred to a high-level department.

After all, transferring a talent like Yulia to another department was their loss. She had her eyes on Yulia's ability and thought she would be of great help in her career.

But when she thought about the incident and Yulia's identity, Wendy felt that she wasn't qualified to say anything no matter how upset she was.

She had to break the news to Yulia personally.

Yulia was a little surprised at the news. "Reassignment? To another department?" Wendy sighed and said, "It is a reassignment on the surface, but it is actually a promotion. That department is very relaxed. Considering your health, you will be more comfortable there." However, Yulia fell silent.

"Yulia, go and pack your things. You go and report to them this afternoon." Yulia stood up without saying a word. She pursed her lips and started walking out. Wendy stopped her, "Where are you going?" "Wendy, I have something I need to do. I'll be back soon." Although she didn't say it straight, Wendy could guess what she wanted to do.

Yulia went straight to Quill.

As she ascended the elevator, she watched the number slowly rise. She began to feel uneasy, and her heart started pounding.

Quill had only visited her once during her stay in the hospital.

Now that she had been discharged, he reassigned a different position to her.

Yulia would not have gone to him directly before this. But now, she needed an explanation.

Not long after getting out of the elevator, Yulia bumped into Juliette.

Juliette was surprised to see her, but she greeted Yulia with a nod and a smile in a split second.

"Miss Maxwell, I was just about to look for you." Yulia pursed her lips and looked behind her.

"You already know about your reassignment, don't you? Are you done packing up?" "Is this Quill's order?" Yulia asked.

Juliette raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes." Who dared to do so normally? Only Quill had the power to conduct a reassignment at will.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you to tell Quill I won't accept such a transfer." "But it has already been approved. The departments have already made the necessary adjustments. I'm afraid it's too late to make any changes." Too late to change? How was that possible? Yulia did not believe her. "I want to see him. I'll talk to him personally." Juliette knew she couldn't stop Yulia, so she said, "President Hanover is in his office." "Thank you." Juliette's curious gaze followed Yulia as she walked past her.

She wasn't even willing to be reassigned. Did she really have good control over herself? In President Hanover's office.

Yulia knocked on the door and heard his voice.

"Cin." She pushed the door open and walked in to see Quill sitting at his desk.

Quill looked up, but it seemed he wasn't surprised it was her.

Yulia walked straight to the front of his desk.

"I don't need the reassignment." She went straight to the point.

"You don't need it?" Quill pursed his lips tightly and looked at Yulia, displeased. "Given your current state, how long do you think you can last without a reassignment?" Hearing that, Yulia's face turned pale. She bit her lower lip and said, "I know my body well. I like where I am now. I..." "So much so that you had to be admitted to the hospital? Or do you not care about your body at all?" Of course, she cared. How could she not? She was the only one left in the Maxwell family. None of her relatives were willing to lend a hand when her family was in trouble; none of them even visited when her parents were admitted into the hospital.

Yulia wasn't just sad, she was also filled with hatred.

She had to revive the Maxwell family name. She needed others to know that she could rise back up without their help.

"How can I not care?" "If you did, you wouldn't have ended up in the hospital, and you won't refuse the reassignment." "Those are two different matters!" Yulia said anxiously, "I told you before, I want to do things my way, so please take back the reassignment." Quill stood up and looked at her coldly.

"Do you think Mr. Maxwell would agree to the transfer if he knew of your current situation? If he was still alive, would he allow his daughter to risk her health like this?" Yulia fell silent.

"I still bore certain responsibilities for

not knowing the misfortune in your family and not lending a hand, I didn't object to your independence because I thought you could do it. But now...

please lettake care of you on your father's behalf Hearing that, Yulia's face turned pale as her body swayed. She looked at Quill and said what was on her mind.

"If the Maxwell family had nothing to do with the Hanover family, and if it weren't for my father's death, would you have helped me?" Quill didn't think too much about it

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