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!

obvious resistance darkening his expression and making him look somewhat irritated.

his lips, his voice deep and captivating. “The desk’s too

“What do you mean, too small?

to Chuck and commanded,

was up to, he was trying to pair

spending some time with her, Chuck was

more efficient

spirits, and before Frederick could

of the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you

tested out the chair’s position himself, finally deciding,

his voice and whispered to Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too far if they were

reach each other with just a stretch of their

nodded in agreement, grinning from ear to ear.

looking down on me?” Frederick’s stern voice rang

little nervous and took a step back, not daring to

new workstation and said, “We were discussing how to set up this workstation. After all,

he asked softly, “And what’s the result of the discussion?”

within your line of

talking, pulled her back to the new workstation, and pushed her down onto

stared at him blankly, completely at a loss for

Marguerite couldn’t see his expression, nor did she know what

his level of disdain for her, he probably wouldn’t

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