Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 62:

When Kallie arrived at the Hayes Group building, Brent was already waiting for her at the entrance.

“This is Kallie, the advisor. From now on, she gets straight in,” Brent introduced Kallie to the front desk staff as he handed her an entry card, his smile unwavering.

Given Brent’s senior position at the Hayes Group, his personal welcome was unexpected and left many employees, including the newly joined Kallie, feeling quite honored. He wouldn’t typically extend such a courtesy to just any advisor.

“Mr. Hayes, there’s no need for the fuss. Just point me in the right direction, and I’ll manage from there,” Kallie typed on her phone, showing the screen to Brent.

“It’s no trouble at all. I happen to have the time today,” Brent remarked. He escorted Kallie to the ninth floor, which was currently vacant.

“This entire area is vacant for now. It’s set to become the first office of the Antiquities Research Department. Eventually, we’ll have a whole building dedicated to it,” Brent explained.

Kallie had thought a desk of her own would suffice, especially since this was her first job. Now, overseeing an entire office floor, her excitement was palpable.

“This is Irene Castillo. I’ve appointed her as your assistant. She’s fluent in sign language,” Brent introduced a woman with short hair, who greeted Kallie using sign language.

Kallie was initially taken aback and then expressed her gratitude repeatedly. Brent had thoughtfully provided an assistant who could communicate in sign language.

Kallie signed to Irene, explaining that Irene could speak to her as she could hear perfectly. She mentioned she just couldn’t respond verbally because of a vocal cord condition.

“Understood,” Irene replied, her expression unchanging, the epitome of professionalism.

Without dwelling on it much, Kallie headed to her new office, switched on the computer, and prepared to print the documents she had drafted earlier.

settled in, Irene approached with a query. “Have you had

a coffee drinker, had contemplated adopting the habit after a restless night and the realization that it seemed a

didn’t mind having some coffee. She inquired where she could get herself a

flavor? I’ll make a note of it,” Irene said, pulling out a notebook with a flourish, giving the impression she

flavor and slightly bewildered by Irene’s formal gesture to record such a trivial detail,

need?” Irene inquired, her

and asked through sign language whether Irene had been an employee at the Hayes

used to work

look at the proposal she had written down, hoping for some insight. She presented the laptop

trace of surprise flickered across her face, deepening as she took in what

work?” Irene’s voice conveyed a mix

with

Irene’s voice trailed off as a

just a Hayes family friend here for a show, with me as your

Irene’s earlier defensive tone when inquiring about Kallie’s coffee preferences, masking

since Mr. Hayes had given her this precious chance, stressing her

the reason she was reassigned as Kallie’s

tasks within the

Kallie had the driver take her

the Reeves Group was not far away from the Hayes Group. Upon Kallie’s arrival, a staff member from

gratitude and entered the building, the lunchbox in

the dismissed receptionist, the new receptionist quickly ushered Kallie to the top floor using the express

knocked lightly on the CEO’s door, finding Jake alone at