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…”

over in her sleep. A teardrop fell from her

and watched as she muttered again after

“Dad…”

glint in

A maid’s voice rang 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

“Bring her a blanket.”

and went

The next day.

from her sleep. She was confused as the blanket

you awake?” The maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as

the maid could say another word, Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up. The maid could

rushed to the company and managed

she headed to the elevator for employees

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

with a frown to

door closed, the man’s look of

She was speechless.

seems true that hares may

“Get in.”

paused at the cold, deep

felt a sense of foreboding when she looked over to see a

I’ll just wait for the

arm and pulled

and was about

The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive

in her throat as the man’s

was on

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