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.

for all these years if she

“Nghh…”

turned over in her sleep. A teardrop fell from

stood next to her and watched as she muttered again

“Dad…”

in

voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent gesture, and the maid

“Bring her a blanket.”

and went

The next day.

as the blanket draped

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

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

rushed to the company and managed

elevator for employees when a strong

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

her footing, she looked up with a frown to see one of her past

elevator door closed, the man’s look of disdain

She was speechless.

may pull dead lions

“Get in.”

paused at the cold, deep

when she looked over to see a deep-set pair

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

her arm and pulled her into

stumbled and was

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

in her throat as the man’s attractive face was inches

was on

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