Chapter 49

Meanwhile, at the Winston Group.

Marguerite walked into the CEO’s office carrying a cardboard box, with Frederick and Robert chit-chatting by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Mr. Winston, Mr. Fitzgerald, Marguerite’s here,” Chuck said, gently knocking on the door, a smile on his face.

The two men turned around at the sound of his voice, their gaze falling on a silent and expressionless Marguerite behind the large box, which made the woman look even more petite and fragile.

“Mr. Winston, where do you think would be a suitable place to set up her workstation?”

Marguerite looked around, the CEO’s office was as stylish as an art gallery. Despite it being spacious, the placement of each table, chair, and decor was meticulously designed.

The entire office was harmonious, so setting her workstation anywhere would disrupt the aesthetic.

Robert, who seemed prepared, pointed to the side of Frederick’s desk and said, “Over there! Let her work there!”

Marguerite’s eyes bulged out, looking at Robert in confusion.

Was he nuts?

He wanted her to share a desk with Frederick.

This was way too close for comfort!

darkening his expression and making him look somewhat

and captivating. “The

you mean, too small? Marguerite doesn’t have that much stuff,

turned to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck, go fetch a chair from the

to anyone what Robert was up to, he was trying

Chuck was quite fond of

more efficient than Yuna.

in high spirits, and before Frederick could even

chair, completely ignoring the opinions of the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this chair should go? Same side as Mr.

out the chair’s position

whispered to Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that

fonder. Besides, it’s not that far, they can reach each other with just a stretch of their hands. Think about it: face-to-face, and they can exchange

grinning from ear to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve got

you looking down on

and took a step back,

Marguerite’s new workstation and said, “We were discussing how to set up this workstation. After all, if I don’t help,

asked softly, “And what’s

course! I let her work within your line of sight so she wouldn’t dare

to Marguerite while talking, pulled her back to the new workstation,

she stared at him blankly, completely at a loss for words.

his expression, nor

his level of disdain for

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