NovelEnglishJeffrey stepped forward, taking Karen's hand with an ease that suggested he was blissfully unaware of the kneeling figure beside them.
"She messed up, and punishment's fair game. Let's head back. | can see you're not keen on this surprise; I'll get you another one." "I don't want another surprise. Just... let her stand up,” Karen said, her voice tinged with sympathy for Paige.
Despite Paige's previously haughty demeanor, she truly loved Jeffrey and had given him her all. It wasn't fair for her to end like this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Today, we got hitched. | don't want her sobbing away here. Do a good deed, for once,” Karen said.
Jeffrey peered into her eyes, gauging her sincerity.
With a smile, he nodded. "Alright, then. She doesn't have to kneel." He turned his head, casting a cold glance at Paige. "You can go now." Paige blinked, stunned. "But... my parents..." Jeffrey's arm tightened around Karen's waist. "My wife said it's a special day; we got our marriage license. I'm in a good mood, so I'll let your family off the hook." Hand in hand, Jeffrey and Karen moved towards the mansion.
Behind them, Paige, who should have risen, crumpled to the ground instead.
"Jeffrey!" Karen looked back instinctively.
The emotion in Paige's eyes was a complex tapestry, too intricate for mere adjectives.
"Did you really... get married?" Karen pursed her lips, about to speak, but Jeffrey's grip on her waist tightened.
"Let's not worry about her. It's chilly outside.” "Right." Dorothy thought that with her impending resignation, the Lopez Corporation wouldn't saddle her with any major projects. After all, if she left before a project's completion, her sudden departure as a director could disrupt the workflow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut then she saw the project files Kevin had sent her. She was gobsmacked. Not only was she still at the core of the project, but she was also continuing as director! That meant she would have to return to the office! After all, too many details couldn't be clarified through online meetings alone.
Dorothy quickly messaged Kevin: [Is this Everett's doing?] Kevin's reply took a while. [It's a task for the fourth project team, assigned as usual.] So, it wasn't a special instruction from Everett, huh? [I'm about to resign, and this project won't be done in half a year. Can we switch to something more feasible? Kevin, | appreciate you wanting me to gain more experience, but | don't want to be the team's dead weight.] [As long as you're with Lopez Corporation, you're part of the team. The higher-ups have their reasons. Ms. Sanchez, don't overthink—just focus on your job.] Dorothy grimaced, pondering her response before deleting it.
The task was assigned, and Kevin seemed reluctant to change anything. Insisting further would just seem petulant.
[Understood.] Kevin didn't linger for small talk but sent over a schedule for the first project meeting instead.
Dorothy couldn't help but ask: [Will Everett be there?] [Mr. Lopez is abroad at a tech symposium.] In other words, the CEO wouldn't attend such a minor kickoff meeting.
Dorothy felt her question had been superfluous.
[Sorry, just asking on a whim.] She quickly exited the chat and forced herself to focus on the documents.
In the corporate world, Everett was the renowned CEO of the Lopez Corporation, and she was just a project director. It was crucial not to let personal feelings blur professional lines.
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