Chapter 11 Let Me Earn My Money

After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

Why was she under the radar for all these years if she had such talent?

“Nghh…”

her sleep. A teardrop fell from

stood next to her and watched as she muttered again

“Dad…”

glint in his eyes

across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the maid understood immediately. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

“Bring her a blanket.”

around and went up the

The next day.

sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped

voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her

could say another word, Josie hurried upstairs to

company and managed to clock

she headed to the elevator for employees when a strong force knocked her

her balance and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to the

she looked up with a frown to see one of her past

the elevator door closed, the man’s look of disdain

She was speechless.

may

“Get in.”

the cold,

she looked over to see

offer, Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for

and

stumbled and was about

raised her arms instinctively to protect herself. The pain she

head, and her breath caught in her throat as the man’s attractive face was

hand was on

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