NovelStartChapter 318: With a subtle nod, Rachel responded, her voice embodying calm resolve. "Alright, let's proceed." Rachel and Jeffrey soon found themselves en route to the second company. Unlike the previous one, this location was more remote, but the commute remained simple thanks to the convenience of a direct subway line.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs they approached the building, Rachel paused to straighten Jeffrey's tie, her hands moving gently. "You've got this, Jeffrey," she said, her tone soft yet filled with conviction. "I have complete faith in you." Jeffrey's face lit up with a determined smile. "I'll give it my all," he assured her, his confidence radiating warmth that eased her nerves. "I know you will," she murmured. “And no matter what happens, I'll always be here to support you." Once Jeffrey entered the building, Rachel lingered outside, waiting with anticipation. Moments later, her phone rang. Seeing Samira's nflash across the screen, she quickly answered.
Samira's voice cthrough, tinged with urgency. “Rachel, Mr. White has returned to the office and called an impromptu meeting. You're expected to attend." “Just inform them I'm on leave and update Ronald," Rachel responded calmly. Since Ronald was responsible for managing the meeting attendees, informing him would suffice.
Rachel hadn't foreseen that Brian would deliberately create obstacles for her. The meeting had only just commenced when his sharp eyes scanned the room, missing nothing. His voice, cold and cutting, broke the silence. "Ronald, I distinctly requested 34 attendees. Yet, only 33 are present. Who's absent?" Without waiting for a response, Brian's gaze zeroed in on an empty chair, and he demanded, "Where is Rachel Marsh? Why isn't she here?" A bead of sweat formed on Ronald's brow. Lately, being Brian's assistant had becan increasingly impossible task. The moment Brian questioned the attendance, Ronald knew he was in trouble.
"She is currently on leave," Ronald explained, maintaining his composure despite the tension. "Her leave was formally filed with the HR department." The pen in Brian's hand cto an abrupt halt. Slowly, he lifted his gaze, his expression colder than ever. "On leave?" His voice was laced with quiet authority. "Since when do managers at her level take leave without my explicit approval? Since when is HR authorization sufficient?" Ronald hesitated, then replied carefully, “Sir, it's standard protocol to require approval." Brian's voice hardened further. "Enlightenthen, Ronald. When exactly did I sign off on this?" Taking a steadying breath, Ronald clarified, "Actually, our policy allows for leave approvals at her level to be handled by any of the vice presidents." Brian's face tightened, his voice cutting through the room like a blade. “Really? Which vice president authorized it, and when? Why wasn't I made aware?" Without hesitation, Ronald accessed the company's internal system, pulling up the approval records. To his relief, the documentation was flawless, and every step had been followed meticulously. He handed the records to Brian, hoping the matter would be resolved. For a brief moment, he allowed himself a flicker of relief, feeling as though he'd narrowly escaped a potential crisis.
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But Brian wasn't done. His piercing eyes narrowed as he pressed further. "Magee Green signed off on this?"
At the sound of his name, Magee, seated among the attendees glanced up uneasily and offered a tentative nod.
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