Position: Intern jewelry designer.

Intern? Millie’s eyebrows arched. Such a foundational role.

The morning hours waned, and still, no one enlightened Millie on her duties.

Her desk remained barren.

On numerous occasions, the urge to question those nearby welled up within her, yet those individuals appeared keen on maintaining a certain distance. They either feigned ignorance of her inquiries or promptly moved away without acknowledgment.

Unbeknownst to her, Rosie had discreetly instructed the others through the design department’s group chat to remain tight-lipped and contribute more actively.

The consensus was clear: Ms. Astley’s desire was for everyone to marginalize Millie.

as the president’s spouse, self-preservation guided their decisions to distance themselves from her. Rumors had circulated within the company that Mrs. Thomas held

Yet, finding an empty manager’s office, she

and the office emptied into the canteen, Millie

two floors, the upper one reserved

the first floor, her mind whirring with the morning’s

Marcus too made his way for lunch. His gaze drifted downwards, catching sight of Millie seated in

of his morning had been consumed by a meeting centered around the viability of financing for the

ninjanovel.com

Marcus contemplated enlisting Derek’s assistance

from her seat and

phone,

“Are you alright?”

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