Chapter 89 Be Harper's Secretary

"Of course not, she was just tired last night. Calling so early might disturb her rest, so I had to answer on her behalf."

The mention of her being tired last night drained the color from Frank's face, rendering him speechless.

Benjamin interjected once more, saying, "Frank, remember that Harper is a married woman. Do you understand the implications of your current actions? If word gets out, can you continue at Mayby? If you want to avoid embarrassment, keep your distance from her. Even your years of friendship won't save you."

Without waiting for Frank's response, Benjamin abruptly ended the call.

Clutching his phone tightly, Benjamin remained composed, yet his gaze was showing coldness.

He thought, "This Frank is truly relentless."

He switched the phone to silent mode and then left the bedroom.

Harper slept in until half past nine, stretching as she picked up her phone. Instantly, Harper sat up.

There were several missed calls and WhatsApp messages, all from one person.

[Harper, what's the meaning of not answering my calls? Are you upset about what I said last night?]

[Are you really angry?]

[You're not planning to have dinner with me tonight?]

Harper ran her hand through her hair and promptly replied: [Sorry, I just woke up. I'm not upset, and of course, I'll join you tonight.]

The other side responded with a relieved expression, saying: [Good to hear you're not upset. You don't have to come over during the day. I'll be wandering around Mayby on my own. See you tonight.] Harper said: [OK.]

Then she got out of bed.

The bedroom curtains were tightly drawn, making it impossible to tell the time without checking.

Benjamin's audacity to switch her phone to silent mode. Harper

and having breakfast

so late. Upon returning to her office, Sophia promptly entered with design documents, smiling brightly at her, "Ms. Mitchell, you look especially beautiful today." "Spill it. Are you feeling too tired lately and

really look stunning today, like... you've been touched by love, Ms. Mitchell. Could it

tensed slightly. As her mind was filled with images of last night, her

Seeing Harper's reaction, she became more convinced. "Wow, Ms. Mitchell, you really are

like a little girl who had discovered someone's secret. Before Harper could respond, Sophia asked in a low voice, "Is it Mr. Parker? But it doesn't seem like it. Your gaze toward him carries no admiration. Is it Mr. Martin? He

to do? Are you so eager to gossip about the boss during work hours that you don't want

might end up imagining the whole

captivating. However, at that moment, Harper's face was cold and distant, exuding

organized these documents. After you read them,

look first. If there are any issues, I'll find

"Okay, I'll leave now."

lips, not daring to breathe another word. She obediently left the

subtle actions, smiling in resignation. She didn't actually get angry. It was just that there was no need to

before she knew it, it was

ordered some food, and they ate in the office. Frank didn't mention anything about

couldn't help noticing the glaring red marks on Harper's neck. The implications were evident, and his gaze turned gloomy as he tentatively asked, "Harper, have things improved between you

are you asking

after all, he doesn't love me, so where would

simply saying, "Just a

spoke gently with a fleeting sadness on her face. She smiled, "Let's eat, I don't want to talk about this anymore." Frank just made

the coffee table, and both she and Frank could see the display name. She frowned and picked up

"At the office?"

"Yes."

aren't you getting

voice was filled with implications,

have work to do. Unlike you, even if you don't go to the office,

Group, I'll

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