The Double Life of a Secretary (Megan and Leo)

Chapter 7

Vada was fuming with anger. She rolled up her sleeves and was ready to fight, “I told you to leave

him alone. You’re no longer his secretary. It’s none of your business if the company wants to have a meeting with him!”

Megan had fallen out with Leo, but the people in the company still didn’t know.

She had just received a call from the company that there was something wrong with the project. The shareholders were so anxious that they couldn’t find Leo, and his phone was turned off. They couldn’t get in touch with him, so they called her.

After all, it was a project that she had worked for before. She thought that it was reasonable for her to come back and inform him, but she didn’t expect to hear him say that.

It was as if a thorn had pierced into her heart.

“Megan, are you all right?”

“Vada, did you buy the pill?”

“Yes, yes. Here you are. Wait for me to buy you a bottle of water.”

“No need.” Megan tore open the package, raised her head, and threw the pill into her mouth.

The bitter taste in her throat instantly filled her mouth. The pill was too big and stuck in her throat. She coughed a few times and forced herself to swallow it, choking so hard that she burst into tears.

“Are you all right? Slow down.”

The corners of Megan’s eyes were still sparkling, but she smiled slightly, “Let’s go home.”

“Why don’t I take you to other places?”

Megan smiled and said, “Life has to go on. I have to find a new job as soon as possible. I don’t want to go back and ask for help yet.”

and said with a smile, “That’s right! Life still goes on. You’re so capable that it’s

Megan got home, she spent the whole afternoon preparing

outstanding working ability. She had participated in many big

be difficult to find another job, but after

No one in

was a little desperate.

cell phone

than her, “Coming! Pick it up,

and trepidation,

the Central Hospital. Please pay for your mother’s treatment as soon as

froze on her face. “How much does it

surgeries, together with chemotherapy and medicine is

dollars.”

money

tomorrow, or we won’t be able to follow-up on your mother’s

treatment.”

are you in such a hurry before

of the hospital.

been ill for two or three years. Although they had asked

the past, it had never been as urgent as it was now, as

not afford it.

had said that day; she would go back and beg him in less than three days.

had been two days since she met Leo at the women’s clothing store. Tomorrow was the third

tightened, and

voice trembled slightly, “Okay,

How much does it need this time?

sake of her mother, she still