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…”

in her sleep. A teardrop fell from her

next to her and watched as she muttered again after some

“Dad…”

in his eyes turned into a

silent gesture, and the maid

“Bring her a blanket.”

turned around and

The next day.

She was confused as the blanket draped on

awake?” The maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and said, “Thank you

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

company and managed to clock

elevator for employees when a strong

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

regained her footing, she looked up with a frown to

the man’s look of disdain

She was speechless.

hares may

“Get in.”

the cold, deep

foreboding when she looked over to see a deep-set pair

Mr. Russell. I’ll just wait for the next elevator. After all…

hand grabbed her arm and pulled

stumbled and was about to

pain she was expecting didn’t arrive

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

was on

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