My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It was lunch break. Most of the employees had gone to have lunch. When Freya and I went in, there was almost no one in the office.

We heard some employees gossiping. They were chuckling loudly. "Oh, I don't think that'll happen. Even if Miss Zanes has the ability, she doesn't have the right!" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Another replied, "That's not necessarily true. What if she and Mr. Roberts suddenly clicked? If she really succeeds at becoming Mrs. Roberts, you'll have to flatter her as much as you can to get ahead!"

The unscrupulous gossip in the break room was particularly clear in the quiet office. Without waiting for Freya to say more, I had already walked towards the direction of the gossipers. I deliberately slowed down my footsteps, walked to the door, and quietly leaned in to see what was going on inside.

There were a total of six men and women sitting on the sofa with their backs to the door, still continuing the topic.

"Perhaps Mr. Roberts is interested in Miss Zanes. The President has hired so many female secretaries, and Miss Zanes is the one who stayed the longest. Furthermore, I heard someone say that she cooks for Mr. Roberts every day. As the saying goes, the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach. It won't be long before she seizes him!"

everyday! Come on, and you're in the Planning Department? You're so simple- minded, it's no wonder that you haven't gotten a promotion

are you

and I was particularly interested in it, but Freya must

went on

put a fist over my mouth and deliberately cleared my throat. I put on a serious expression and

of an eye, and the staff all

this time, a voice came

box and a pile of documents in her

the divorce agreement with Hendrix had been publicized for more than a month. She sure remembered that clearly. In addition, her

grabbed her wrist and gave her a look, which indicated that I could handle it myself. She

seemed to think for a moment and then showed an embarrassed look. "Sorry, Miss Reid, these files are urgent for Mr. Roberts. I'll have my other colleagues help