Chapter 1391:

“Your boss, Mr. Dawson, has seen me multiple times and didn’t bat an eye. Why do you care so much?” Presley said sharply.

Raymond hesitated. “Mr. Dawson saw you working here before?”

Presley replied, “Yes, we met a few days back. He thought I was overqualified for cleaning and suggested I join the secretarial staff, but I turned him down. I’m still in the middle of this messy divorce, and if—”

“Get security up here.” Raymond had heard enough. He called the front desk and didn’t spare Presley a glance. “If you’re about to tell me that Mr. Dawson remembers you from his university days, I might buy that. But don’t waste your breath on any romantic nonsense. Mr. Dawson only loves his wife.”

When it came to Bryan, there was no gray area. Without Eileen, he was like a well-oiled machine—cold, precise, and utterly devoid of emotion.

Presley was stunned. She had clawed her way into the firm, replacing a janitorial worker’s spot.

to reach the top floor. And today, of all days, her luck had run out. Even

with this company. If you throw me out, you’ll owe me

Dawson cares about that money? I’m already doing you a favor by telling you to leave. If Mr. Dawson finds you here after his meeting, you won’t

worlds at g Ɐ

elevator dinged open, and out poured a

“And make sure every department gets her photo. She’s not to come within ten miles of this company, no matter what

her away, her struggles barely slowing them down. She

flinch. Raymond, standing closest to the splash zone, ended up with his sleeve

wronged me! He’s a heartless jerk! It’s all his fault I’m in this mess! How can you treat me like this—” Presley’s rant was

the commotion had already caught the attention of a few secretaries peeking out

evening, whispers about Bryan’s love life had made their way to Eileen’s ears. Some nosy people had even gone to the security office to watch the surveillance footage of Presley

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