NovelEnglishEverett Lopez, the CEO of Lopez Corporation?! "No way..." "Why not? | told you not to mess with her, but you wouldn't listen. Now look where we are. | can't save you this time! Heck, | might even get the boot along with you from the Lopez Corporation!" Ophelia stared in disbelief, looking up at Dorothy.
The latter's face was stern as she turned and walked back to her office.
The commotion had drawn the attention of the company's security, who asked, "What's going on here?" "Nothing, just a little tiff between colleagues!" Others quickly stepped in to usher the security away, then turned to Ophelia, who was still dazed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ophelia, you alright?" "Did she actually get her bell rung? Ophelia?" After a few shouts, Ophelia snapped back to reality.
"Where's Ms. Sanchez?" "She's in her office," a female coworker said cautiously, pointing towards Dorothy's office, then quickly added, "I know you don't like her, but try not to make it so obvious. It doesn't look good for any of us. Please, just go back to your desk." Ophelia shook her head, biting her lower lip.
"I need to talk to her." "Don’t! If you make a scene, security will report it to HR! It could... look bad, you know?" "I... I'm going to apologize." "What?" Everyone was puzzled. No one knew what Austin had said on the phone, but they could tell Ophelia had changed her tune quickly.
Back in her office, Dorothy had just sat down when her phone started to ring.
She reached for it just as the ringing stopped.
Six missed calls from Everett and several WhatsApp messages.
[What's going on?] [Dorothy talk to me.] [Dorothy, answer your phone. Let's talk.] [Dorothy, text me back now.] [Answer your phone!] She must have missed the calls because of the noise. A smile crept onto Dorothy's lips as she was about to call back when there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." It was Ophelia.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDorothy's face hardened.
"Can't you give it a rest?" "No, no... It was all my fault earlier. 'm here to apologize!" Ophelia lowered her head, her posture as submissive as could be.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Sanchez. | misunderstood you!" Dorothy knew Austin must have set things straight with Ophelia. She gestured dismissively. "Get out.” "Please don't fire me, okay? | really realize my mistake. It wasn't easy for me to get into the Lopez Corporation! | thought... | honestly thought my uncle was into you, and | was trying to stand up for my aunt, but | had no idea... that you... you're Mr.
Lopez's..." The CEO of the Lopez Corporation! If Austin had told her, Ophelia would never have dreamed that the CEO's partner would be working in the project team as a director, so low-key that nobody had a clue! "Whether you're fired or not is up to HR, not me." "If you don't report this, they won't know anything! Please, have mercy on me. Don't hold this against me, okay?" Dorothy sighed. She hadn't intended to get entangled with an assistant over this.
"The things your uncle told you, you can't share them with anyone else, got it?" Ophelia nodded eagerly. "Don't worry! | won't breathe a word of it!" "Alright, you can go." Just as Ophelia was about to thank her, she noticed Dorothy's phone on the desk, with a call coming through.
The screen showed it was Everett.
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