As the man finished speaking, he didn't glance back at Stella before striding confidently into the office.

Cedric shook his head slightly, quickly following behind.

The office door closed, leaving the secretary's area in utter silence.

Stella stood there, her face pale, unable to believe that Remington had just publicly embarrassed her like that.

She felt as if the gazes of those around her, who had just been singing her praises, were now filled with doubt and condemnation, almost burning through her skin.

One of the female secretaries, unable to hide her frustration, spoke up, "Ma'am, what happened?"

Stella, with an awkward expression, corrected her, "Ma'am? Please, don't call me that! Mr. Dashiell keeps work and personal life separate. This is an office, and he doesn't like it when people gather around for a chat during work hours. Let's get back to work, I won't keep you any longer."

With those words, she attempted to leave.

The female secretary grabbed her arm, "Ms. West, we're all in this because of you. Could you please talk to Mr. Dashiell and ask him to let this slide for us?"

The others echoed her plea, but Stella didn't dare agree.

Just as she was feeling trapped and unsure of how to extricate herself, the office door opened, and Cedric spoke up.

the president would like to see

among the staff

chance, Stella quickly nodded with

be right there." She hurried

his desk, reviewing

you wanted to see

could finish, Remington, without

forward, blocking Stella's path, and

a seat on the couch. I'll

who was as immovable and distant as a mountain, feeling

she didn't dare

et So

sofa area.

Cedric placed a stack of neatly compiled documents in front of

West, please take a

the documents were about various management schools abroad, her hands trembled slightly. "Remington, these

looked up, confused, and Remington finally put down the document, turned to

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