Mya was warmed by his small action.
Women in love were easy to please.
Because Finnley had a meeting to attend, Mya did not keep him here. After a simple hug, she watched him go downstairs.
Standing at the window, she watched as the car drove away.
Mya went back to bed, sitting cross-legged and seriously admiring Finnley’s photo. His eyes were deep and full of affection in it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe looked at the man in the photo as if she was looking into his eyes.
It felt really good.
Finnley went back to the company. Just as he walked out of the elevator, he met Linda, who was holding a document and feeling a bit embarrassed.
Her cheek was still red and swollen. Mya didn’t go easy on her at all.
Finnley looked at her and walked pass her. He went straight to the president's office.
Linda was so flustered that she even forgot to say hello, listening to his footsteps getting further and further away. She looked back and Finnley didn’t even take a glance at her.
Linda watched him walk into the president's office.
Linda knew that Ivan was in there.
Her heart skipped a beat and she hurried to the president's office and started to eavesdrop.
"The first set of finished products is ready. They are very beautiful and will be presented at the meeting later,” Ivan said in a good mood, "They have exceeded my expectations.” Finnley was also excited, "It's all thanks to Mrs. Marsh.” "Yes, she helped a lot. Perfect design, the perfect original drill, and perfect teamwork made it happen.” “Mr. Marsh," Finnley said, preparing the documents for the meeting. “I think we should replace Linda.” Outside, Linda's heart skipped a beat.
"Why?" Ivan asked. “What did she do?” Finnley said, "She was the one who posted the slandering words about Mya being a third party.” "It's not a work mistake," Ivan didn’t make any comment but casually said, "She likes you.” "I didn’t mean you should fire her because she likes me. | don't think she’s a nice person,” Finnley said bluntly, "And such a person with bad intentions will only be a trouble.” Outside, Linda felt extremely nervous.
In the office, Ivan agreed and nodded.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFinnley said, "She had worked for Catherine, | don't think we should keep her here. Anyway, Mya has been working here for a long time. She is a capable worker with high efficiency.” "I see," Ivan said to him. “I will leave you to it then.” "Thank you, Mr. Marsh.” Hearing this, Linda got a heavy heart. She hurried back to the vice president's office and sat down in the chair, stunned for a long time.
It seemed that her time in the Marsh Group was counting down.
"No..." she said to herself, her mind in a mess, "I can't let them fire me. | have to resign on my own will.” So she opened the drawer and took out the pen and paper, and began to write a letter of resignation.
“Linda.” Hearing the sound, Linda looked over and saw Finnley standing at the door, knocking on the door, "Be prepared for the meeting.
You will record it.” "Got it..." Finnley then disappeared from her sight. Linda had a strong feeling that after finishing the excerpts of the meeting, she would be fired tomorrow.
But as long as she still worked in the Marsh Group, she couldn't refuse the job.
And, why should she refuse? How honored was it to be able to witness the first set of the True Love series products? So, after a brief preparation, she got up and walked toward the conference room.
Today's meeting was an important one. All the executives and chief designers were here.
Alarge, familiar silver box was on the sandalwood table, in front of Ivan.
Linda sat down in her chair, staring at the box.