NovelEnglishChapter 106 I'm Coming Over to Your Place for Dinner Tonight Whitney still had a third at the material lettore, she replied honestly, "Not yet, but I'm almost da Then why are you running errands?" Amy shot her a sharp glance. "You're my assistant. Your first priority is to finish the tasks assign you. Get it? Joseph immediately stepped in, retrieving the blueprint tubes from Whitney's hands. "Sorry about that, Amy, I didn't realize you had already given her tasks. Em just swamped and thought she could help. My apologies Ildeliver them myself." "Dunderstand, Joseph. I know you're busy, and I'm not heartless either," Amy sand as she held out her hand.
Catching on. Joseph handed over the tubes with a sheepish senile "really appreciate wo doing this for me, Amy" "We're all colleagues heir, after all," Am said smoothly. "But honestly, how could you let a newbie deliver much important blueprints? What if she lost them? I'll Take care of it this time.
With that, she flipped her hair, grabbed her designer handbag, and walked off confidently with the tubes in hand. Whitney was dumbtended she had assumed Amy was matchable, but it seemed she was more than willing to lend a hand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she mulled this met. Joseph metered under his breath, "Yeah, right. Like the 'ever pass up ( hance to deliver blueprints to Seabourke Architectural Puzzled, Whitney asked, "What do you mean bythm, Mr. Lowe?" Joseph glanced at her for a moment and said, "You seemnice, so heer's a bit of advice your boss is the jealous type. Be extra cautious when it comes to anything involving Seabourke Architectural Institute, or she might see you as competition" Whitney didn't fully grasp his meaning, but Joseph didn't elaborate further and went back to his work An hour later, Amy retired, looking thumphant and in excellent spirits. As she passed Whitney's desk, the scent of rose perflingered in the air Not long after, Whitney received an internal call summoning her to Amy's office.
-we need to maintain il "Book a private mom at Thon Hotel. Make sure it's the best and the biggest one. Order the food in advance, and don't hold back- company's image. Tonight, I'll be dining with Mr. How and from Seabourke Architectural Institute and the client." Amy Instructed.
Whitney asked, “Any specific preferences or dietary restrictions I should keep in mind?" "Keep the flavors light. Mr. Howard doesn't like garlic. Other than that, there's nothing else," Amy replied without hesitation.
As Whitney tumed to leave, she noticed Amyreapplying bermakeup.
At that moment, Joseph's words clicked into place. If her hunch was count, Amy had a thing for Noel. That would explain why she personally handled everything involving Seabourke Architectural Institute-ormate accurately, anything involving Norlander various pretexts.
Whitney texted Amy the private mom mumber, finished reviewing the last bit of material, and finally clocked out for the day.
she arrived back at Caska Heights and was about to enter her building when her phone rang. It was Westley, whom she hadn't seen or spoken to since the incident "Wire dida 1 you tellyou quit your job at Howard Group? Westley's angry voice cthrough the line, stripped of the calm, loving warmth she once knew.
Whitney responded coldly, "I quit because I wanted to. It's my decision, and I don't need to report it to you." "How could you quit your position as the CEO's secretary to work as slowly assistant? You've disgraced not only the Howard family but also the Spencer family! Tomorrow, you'll go back to Howard Group and apologize to Damian!" The evening sky was dim, and families were out for their after-dinner strolls in the neighborhood.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWarching a little girl skipping along, holding her parents' hands, Whitney responded coldly, "I've already promised not to call off the engagement, so stay out of mcareer. I don't want things to get ugly between us." With that, she ended the call, her heart swirling with emotions.
Looking at the family of three, Whitney couldn't help but wonder if she would've held her parents' hands and basked in their love like that little girl if her mother hadn't been in that fateful car accident..
Her vision blurred with teams *Standing here like a statur agai Noel's voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts
Lifting her bead to meet his gaze, Whitney noticed his slightly furrowed brows after he saw her beddened En eyes. "Why are you crying?" he asked Whitney quicidy lowered her head and wiped her eyes. "Nothing. The wind just got to me." Only a fool would believe herexcuse. The nearby grass hadn't even swayed. How could there be wind? But seeing her reluctance to explain, Noel didn't pressfurther.
"I'm coming over to your place for dinner tonight. Last this, you used garlic in the dishes, and I didn't like them," he said casually as they entered the building
Regaining het.composure, Whitney suddenly realized something and tumed to him, perplexed. "Why are you back? Don't you have a dinner meeting tonight?"
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