The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven)

Chapter 880

Sage stayed quiet for what felt like forever. I could sense something was off with her.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, Annalise. I'm not good enough," she whispered.

"What happened? Did someone give you a hard time?"

There was a hint of hurt in her voice when Sage spoke. "No. Everyone's been doing their best to help me settle into the company. They're worried I won't be able to get the hang of my role, so they've been guiding me, hoping I'll catch on faster.

"But I still can't grasp it even when they break things down to the basics. They saw how stressed I was and wondered if this job was right for me, so they tried shifting me to other tasks. But I still can't handle it."

Her voice softened even more. "And now, you're paying me all this money monthly, and I'm not pulling my weight. Annalise, I feel like I've let you down."

Even though we were on the phone, I could feel the heaviness of her emotions coming through.

"I fully own up to not understanding what you needed from the beginning. I apologize for that. Could you tell me what kind of work you'd find rewarding?" I asked.

wanted to find her a position she'd truly enjoy. Even

within our company, Huxham Corporation offered a wide range of opportunities, and I was confident we could

more hands-on? Or maybe something that

to check with anyone else to offer

in the process of setting up an amusement park. If you're interested,

nearly jumped out of her seat. "That

"I'll get in touch once

never having to endure the daily grind of a job she despised filled Sage with relief. Her colleagues gathered around, curious to find out what was

the skills they'd worked so hard to teach her. Then, she delivered the news that

sad to see her leave, they understood this job wasn't the right fit for her. Alt they could do was wish her the best, hoping she'd find her footing quickly in

she knew she couldn't keep holding the team back. To make it easier, she suggested meeting up every

that they reluctantly

...

spent endless hours

all at once—maybe