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.

all

“Nghh…”

her sleep. A teardrop fell from

stood next to her and watched

“Dad…”

in his eyes turned

A maid’s voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent

“Bring her a blanket.”

turned around and went up

The next day.

from her sleep. She was confused as

voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and said,

another word, Josie hurried upstairs to

the company and managed to clock

headed to the elevator for employees when a strong force

her balance and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if she

she regained her footing, she looked up with a frown to

elevator door closed, the man’s look of disdain was seared into

She was speechless.

hares may pull dead lions by the

“Get in.”

the cold,

sense of foreboding when she looked over to see

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

arm and pulled her

stumbled and was

arms instinctively to protect herself. The pain she was expecting didn’t arrive as

raised her head, and her breath caught in her throat as the

was

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