Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1075 A Monster in Disguise

When I saw the state of my office, I told Atticus, "I'll call you back later."

"Sure," Atticus said, and he hung up the phone.

I looked at Carol, who seemed furious, and asked, "What's going on?"

Adelaide immediately jumped in. "Ms. Chloe, it's all my fault. When you and Ms. Carol weren't in the office, I was so busy that I forgot to tidy up your office."

Her explanation sounded reasonable, but the current situation told a different story. Was my office really in such a mess just because I wasn't around?

She was eloquent, but I wasn't buying it. It was evident that someone had messed with my office while I was away.

Carol looked at me, intending to explain, "Ms. Chloe-"

"Ms. Chloe, don't blame Ms. Carol. It's my fault. Ms. Carol wasn't here, and I should have taken more responsibility. It's all my negligence."

Adelaide humbly apologized and glanced at Carol, speaking cautiously, "Ms. Carol, I'm not trying to complain. I understand that you might have had something to attend to. I'm just explaining."

Then, she turned to me again. "Ms. Chloe, please wait a moment. I'll fix it right away!"

After saying that, she swiftly started cleaning up. My gaze met Carol's, and I calmly said, "You can leave."

at me for a moment. I remained composed. She turned and walked

some grease stains on it. It seemed someone had been eating or doing

the chair, originally a clean white linen, was

picked it up and tossed it across the desk, then reached for a few alcohol wipes. I wiped down the desk, removing any traces,

gaze on Adelaide, who efficiently cleaned up

up the cushion I had thrown away and looked at me with a questioning

want something others have sat

back in, instructing, "Arrange for someone

eyebrows slightly and left

slightly and she avoided

Adelaide compile and distribute various reports. This month, the sales figures for the marketing department reached

made

wanted them to share the good news with everyone, so I prepared some comparative data to find out the reasons

at Eleanor,

Adelaide let go

k when handing it

the papers to scatter

back her

pretended to be careful and diligent, bending down