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.

the radar for all these years if she

“Nghh…”

sleep. A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into

stood next to her and watched as she muttered again after

“Dad…”

in his eyes turned

voice rang across the room. Dexter made a

“Bring her a blanket.”

around and went up

The next day.

confused as the blanket draped on her shoulders slipped

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

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

the company and managed to clock

headed to the elevator for employees when a strong force knocked her

the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to

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

the man’s look of disdain was seared into her

She was speechless.

that hares may pull dead

“Get in.”

paused at the cold, deep

she looked over to see a deep-set pair of

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

hand grabbed her arm and pulled her into the

was about to

pain she was expecting didn’t arrive as she fell

her head, and her breath caught in her throat as the man’s attractive face was inches away

hand was on

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