Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 17 The President Is So Handsome

Erin’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that she was in trouble with the director again. She could already guess that this was about the image retouchings.

In the director’s office, Caleb was sitting in front of his monitor replying to emails. He raised his head to look at Erin and asked in a cool voice, “Do you know why you’re here?”

Erin nodded. “Yes.”

“What do you know then?”

“I know that if I’m ever sick, I need to take a leave in advance and settle my work before that,” she said sincerely.

Caleb stopped typing. He leaned back into his chair and said coldly, “I don’t think you understand. Your irresponsibility has hindered the progress of the other designers! This has nothing to do with whether you were sick. You must always finish your work because the clients don’t care about your personal problems. They only want to see results! Unless you’ve died or you’ve quit working at Frost Corporations, any other explanation is just an excuse! Do you understand?”

Erin was pale; she could never imagine that such a renowned company could be so ruthless.

However, this was the way things were at the company, so she answered, “I understand.”

“Get out and do your work. I don’t care how long it takes you or if it means you have to work overtime. The tasks assigned to you must be completed on the same day!” Caleb looked away and continued with his work.

Erin left the office after promising one last time that she understood him. She was still feeling light-headed and should’ve been recovering at home, but she had no choice now. She had just returned to her seat when Mr. Jones announced in the open concept office, “Just a reminder to be punctual for the afternoon meeting later.”

The designers all started working on another busy day.

Erin turned on her Apple monitor. Frost Corporation provided their designers with technological facilities of the highest quality. Rumor had it that Frost Corporation had the employees of their computer manufacturers personally come over to set up the computers. Even Erin, who was currently only responsible for retouching images and running errands, was using top-of-the-line equipment. The reasoning behind this was to standardize the quality and color of all the designers’ work, reflecting their professionalism.

very fast at retouching images; it was a skill that

she continued with her work. Finally, she finished all

a message. “Good evening. The ten images have been retouched. I’m so sorry about yesterday;

an hour, the designer replied, “Just watch out

seen the images that she’d retouched,

assign her more work, but surprisingly, no one gave her

bought some cold medicine, which made her drowsy. She was only

the clock hit 6 pm, she started to pack up her things and

chiffon dress. Smiling, she said, “Erin, do you have anything to do after work?

head. “No thanks. I think I’m going to

did you

had unfinished

complexion. “Oh my, you really don’t look so good. You

said her goodbyes and

the elevator, and Erin stood

asked me to help make the president coffee. My goodness, I’ve worked in the company for two years, and this was the first time

was it?

really fucking hot! The president was even better looking than the actors on screen. Not even the younger actors

serious? Is he

president is just too low-key and never accepts any interviews. Otherwise, he would go

been able to meet the president.

…

wanted was to lie down and sleep. She

arrived on the first floor, Erin’s phone rang

state. It was just like a traffic light—once the

getting off work. She walked to the entrance of the staircase and checked her phone. The message read, “Come to the president’s office and buy two

work, but she still

was, just the thought of those images made her dial down her