“Did you spend the weekend in prison? You look terrible,” Gerda commented as she pulled out her chair and sat down, munching on a hot dog.

“The cooperation project I’m handling is moving so fast. I needed to work overtime for two consecutive days,” Natalie drawled and yawned. She was so tired that she felt she would doze off the next second.

“Were you able to finish?”

Leaning on her table, Natalie nodded weakly. “It was finished this morning!”

As the two chatted idly, Tiffany’s voice rang out from behind them. “Quinn, please see me in my office.”

In a daze, Natalie raised her head. Gerda shot her a sympathetic look then stuck out her tongue like a little child. “Sounds like you’ll need to revise your drawings. Good luck!”

Barely holding herself together, Natalie trudged into Tiffany’s office.

“You look exhausted. I never thought anyone else here would work harder than me.” Tiffany sipped at her coffee pensively, looking Natalie up and down almost sympathetically. Then, she spread out the design drawings on her desk and said, “The Color Company has sent these to the factory already. There’s no need for you to make any modifications. They’re very satisfied with your work. That’s all I wanted to say. You can go back now and take things easy.”

Natalie looked at Tiffany warily and asked slowly, “Is there anything else you wanted to say, Ms. Fisher?”

She found it hard to believe that Tiffany just called her in to praise her.

“No. Go back to your desk and take a nap, will you? I’ll pretend that I don’t see you slacking off.” The corners of Tiffany’s red lips lifted, revealing a warm smile.

Then, having dismissed Natalie, she fixed her eyes on the design drawings before her.

After lunch, a notification popped up on Natalie’s computer.

It was Brandon. “I heard that you did a good job.”

Group, and she was just a newbie. How could the news about her work have reached Brandon’s

was just doing my job, Mr. Larson. I’ll do my best to keep

well-paid. Only Natalie herself knew that if she didn’t enjoy this job, she

surprise, Brandon then said, “We monitor every employee’s output. Given your progress,

“Really?”

control of herself

expectations, but it was very much welcome,

his computer screen,

in the past two days?”

secretly, wondering if the CEO

probably had access

would pay special attention to

uneasiness and

work overtime because I needed to finish my design for our client as soon

she sent this message, confusion began to

were thousands of employees in the Larson Group. Why did the CEO personally tell a newcomer that her salary was to be raised? Wasn’t that

Brandon seemed

Your raise is my special reward for you, which is why I’m the one who’s telling you

you, Mr. Larson. I

a smiling emoji

job. She was so

willing to shell out a tiny sum in an effort to retain the talented

proceeded

work, Natalie was about to turn her laptop off when

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