I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

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.

speechless was Benjamin's audacity to switch her phone to silent mode.

freshening up and having breakfast downstairs, she drove

her, "Ms. Mitchell, you look especially beautiful today." "Spill it. Are you feeling too tired lately and

look stunning today, like... you've been touched

As her mind was filled with

she became more convinced.

radiating sweetness! Ms. Mitchell, have I met your boyfriend?" Sophia was thrilled, brimming with excitement 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 had a fight with Mr. Parker last

have work to do? Are you so eager to gossip about the boss during

interjected coolly, not allowing Sophia to continue her speculations. Otherwise, Sophia might end up

she did, she was captivating. However, at that moment, Harper's face was cold and distant, exuding an air of aloofness that

a serious tone, "Ms. Mitchell, I've organized these documents. After you

a look first. If there are

"Okay, I'll leave now."

not daring to breathe another word. She

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

materials, and before she knew it, it was already

they ate in the office. Frank didn't mention anything about the

glaring red marks on Harper's neck. The implications were evident, and his gaze turned gloomy as he tentatively asked, "Harper, have things

are you asking

any improvement, after all, he

her, simply saying,

me, so how could there be any improvement." Harper 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 a low sound of

coffee table, and both she and Frank could see the

"At the office?"

"Yes."

you getting more

smooth voice was filled with implications, making Harper

you don't go to the office, someone else can work for you, but

the Martin Group, I'll give