Chapter
Ietta cold laugh. Toes Mr. Hastings favor me because I resorted to tricks? If so, how did you mariage to become a supervisor? What kind of methods did you employ?! “You” jolene’s face turned red as whispers spread among our colleagues
I turned to love and made my way to Alex’s office.
“What now you want to throw a tantrum, take it outside. This company isn’t your playground, Alex sad the moment he saw my displeased expression, his brows furrowing
I hadn’t even opened my mouth before Jolene barged in behind me. “Mr. Hastings, these are the new documents that need your signature.”
Alex’s demeanor instantly shifted, becoming more composed He took the files from her.
Jolene brushed her hair back and feigned exhaustion. “Mr. Hastings, I stayed up late last night working on that report. Please let me know if there are any issues.”
I nearly rolled my eyes. She was so shameless. That was the report I worked on, and here she was, blatantly claiming credit for it in front of me.
I glanced at Alex, eager to see how he would handle this.
He nodded and said, “Not bad. I’ve always recognized your strong work ethic.”
Isilently cursed and glared at him, but Alex deliberately avoided my gaze.
Thank you, Mr. Hastings I’m just doing my job,” Jolene replied, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she reigned humility.
“Good,” Allex said, motion toward a massive stack of documents on the table. “These are last year’s financial reports from our subsidiaries. I need them sorted by next Monday,
Istified a laugh as eye mountain of files. He was indeed experienced in the corporate world
Joe’s triumphant expression faltered. She had clearly expected Alex’s praise to come with special treatment, not an impossible workload.
“I–This is too much,” Jolene stammered, her face pale. “Mr. Hastings, there are so many files here…”
Alec’s brows furrowed as he looked at her. “Your work on the last report was excellent. Considering your performance, handling this should be no issue.”
A sharpgint appeared in his eyes as he added, “Or was that report not your work?”
“N–No, no, it was me! o–Of course, it was me!” Jolene stuttered, waving her hands.
Under Alex’s penetrating ear, she gritted her teeth and said, “Since you trust me, Mr. Hastings, l’I do my best to complete IL
“Not only your best—you must complete it! Alex corrected with a firm tone.
Jolene looked at me and asked, “Mr. Hastings, this is an important task. Can Serena assist me?
1 get at jole, taken aback by her audacity. She claimed credit for the report Toiled over last night, and now, she wanted to use me as free labor again.
I shot Alex a pleading look, and he glanced at me with an unreadable expression.
Then, the nod, “No. Serena will be accompanying me to Jershor for a business gala”
