My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After the two of them finished talking, Bruce walked out with his pipe in his mouth.

As soon as he left, there was only Zoel and I in the office.

"This table is yours from now on," he said, pointing to the empty table next to him.

I looked at the table and then looked at him, feeling a little strange.

Two of us, face to face?

"I think I shouldn't, Mr. Parker." I tried to be natural and graceful. "I am a newcomer, and yet I am enjoying so many privileges. My colleagues might gossip about me."

Zoel stared at me for two seconds as if he was thinking. After a while, he said again, "So do you think you are as ordinary as those people outside? Why did I make all those concessions to recruit you, then?" This made my face hot, and my throat felt stuck, and I couldn't say a word.

the table and handed it over. "This is the divorce case file

a wealthy man in the city. Get familiar with the information as soon as possible. We will

that he has always been single? When did he get married?" I opened the folder and took a look at

have unleashed the gossip in me. After I said that, I could feel Zoel look at me strangely. At that moment, I wished to

it was time to get off work. When I was about to leave early to see my children, Zoel came in with

eyes met, and I felt a little embarrassed. Zoel frowned,

he broke the

a little overwhelmed and pointed to the clock on the wall. "It's six o'clock,

his eyes became colder. "On the first day of my internship, I stayed until six o'clock in the evening on the second

documents back to his desk, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped to the freezing

was thirty years old, and was lectured bluntly by a man