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.

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

having breakfast downstairs, she

Sophia promptly entered with design documents, smiling brightly at her, "Ms. Mitchell, you look especially beautiful today." "Spill it. Are you feeling too

being honest. You really look stunning today, like... you've been touched by love, Ms. Mitchell.

was filled with images of last night, her face flushed

she became more convinced. "Wow, Ms. Mitchell,

Before Harper could respond, Sophia asked in a

eager to gossip about the

Sophia might end up imagining the whole story of

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

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

a look first. If there

"Okay, I'll leave now."

lips, not daring to breathe

Sophia's subtle actions, smiling in resignation. She didn't actually get angry.

before she knew it, it was already

ate in the office. Frank didn't mention anything

evident, and

are you asking

feel any improvement, after all, he doesn't love me,

confront her, simply saying, "Just a

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 agreement and didn't speak

Harper's phone rang the next second. The phone was on the coffee table, and both she and Frank could see the display name.

"At the office?"

"Yes."

you getting more

filled with implications, making Harper uncomfortable

you don't

to the Martin Group, I'll give you this position, how about

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