Chapter 10

Aurelia opened the door slightly, extending a hand to push out a copy of the agreement without stepping out from her room.

“Sorry about your coat. My wet hair got on it. I’ll wash and return it tomorrow.”

“And the clothes you left on the sofa should be done in the washing machine. Dry them yourself.”

“Oh, if you have any secrets you find hard to share, I’ve organized events for hospitals before so I know many doctors. I can introduce you.

Leslie hesitated. A hidden secret? Did he seem like the kind of person involved in such matters?

Just as he was about to inquire, Aurelia’s bedroom door had already closed.

Well, should he bother explaining to her what a hidden secret meant?

Leslie turned towards the laundry room on the balcony, opened the washing machine, and found it filled with clothes Daniel had bought to create chaos.

Displeased, Leslie took out the clothes, preparing to throw them away, and a pair of underwear fell out.

Leslie finally understood what Aurelia meant by a hidden secret.

It seemed Daniel was asking to be fired.

Leslie angrily threw all the clothes into the trash bin.

On his way back to the room, he passed the guest bathroom.

Earlier, Aurelia mentioned the shower in the guest bathroom was broken, and he always felt she was just making excuses.

Leslie, almost involuntarily, entered the guest bathroom, turned on the shower, and found not drop of water coming from the overhead.

After inspection, he realized there was a problem with the water pipe. Such an issue couldn’t be intentional, so Aurelia didn’t lie to him.

Which of her statements were true, and which were false?

At 6:00 am, Aurelia reflexively woke up to her alarm. She stretched and quietly headed to the kitchen after a quick wash–up.

Aurelia habitually opened the fridge to minimize her presence and avoid encounters with Leslie.

However, she was puzzled by its sparse contents–just a few eggs and half a bag of toast.

seemed unlike an ordinary person. He was sustaining himself on such a meager fare, which was a

proper meal, she settled for a simple egg

Leslie’s ethereal face unexpectedly

much thought, she prepared breakfast for him, acknowledging the struggles

Aurelia briskly made her

hour

him to pause.

lingering scent of food in the air

house, but seeing the vanished shoes at the doorway, he knew

he appreciated women who knew when

shoes, Leslie left the house without a backward

entered the office, the company was still relatively

for One Technology, she quickly sat down and opened her computer to gather

only those few words from the

the top advertising agencies in Seacester, with over a decade of planning experience and a

been turned down by the owner of

kind of opening banquet did the

liaison for this collaboration was Jason, the manager from One

to look up Jason’s

to provide details, but he didn’t stop her from seeking information from someone else, Aurelia, noting the time was 8:30 am, a

times she called, it went

office, laughing and chatting, with

no need to push yourself so hard. You make me feel like I’m

secured Mr. Lynch, the manager in charge of this collaboration. I heard he’s leading this project, and you managed to clinch

wouldn’t understand. We chatted until midnight, still feeling like there was more to discuss. It seems conversations flow easily with

leaning on Aurelia’s desk, laughed

cleavage drew

and, using the excuse of wiping the desk, gently pushed Kimberly’s soft

Staying late chatting with him–his wife must be

that Kimberly might have crossed

glances with a

her love of flaunting, had fans and critics. Some of them adored her, while

the world works. Connections are resources. So, I think you better not waste

of time or not, the

she poured herself a cup of coffee and stood at the pantry,

say that it

uncle backing her up, doing everything a step

put in extra effort to secure

that in mind, she took a sip of her coffee, energizing herself, ready to meet this manager, Jason, in

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