Elder Axel stopped in his tracks and greeted Jasmine Yale, "Miss Yale, just coming out of the President’s apartnt? I was just about to head up. Is the President at ho? Why didn’t you stay a while longer?"
Elder Axel was a middle-aged man who didn’t talk much, but despite his quiet deanor, he was very observant.
Lately, he noticed that there seed to be a quarrel between the President and Jasmine Yale.
Because, these days, no one had delivered breakfast to the President, he hadn’t eaten breakfast at all.
"No, I’ll leave as I see soone else is taking care of him." Jasmine Yale said softly, her expression calm and without much emotion, like the pale moonlight in the sky.
"You an Little Waverly? Little Waverly happened to be on the way and had so drinks, so I gave her a ride. Just when we arrived at the entrance of the community, the President had a headache, so I let Little Waverly take the President up first, and I drove to the drugstore to buy dicine."
"Oh." There was still no light in Jasmine Yale’s eyes, "Then you should head up, I don’t want to waste your ti, I should be going ho now too."
"Miss Yale, why don’t you wait for for a mont, I can take the dicine upstairs and then drive you ho."
"No, but thank you." Jasmine Yale smiled, "I can catch a taxi at the gate; there are many taxis at night, and it’s safe, don’t worry."
"Won’t you co up with ?"
"Being pregnant, it’s not convenient to walk too much."
Elder Axel didn’t press further, he had to oblige Jasmine Yale.
After greeting him, Jasmine Yale smiled, turned her head, and continued towards the community gate.
The streetlights lined both sides of the road, brightly illuminating a small winding path on the ground.
Jasmine Yale continued walking along the path, her hands in her coat pockets, her bright eyes showing little color.
However, there weren’t as many taxis at night as she had imagined.
She stood quietly under a tree, waiting.
There weren’t many pedestrians on the road, and everything around was quiet.
Jasmine Yale took a breath, her heart beating steadily.
"Secretary Yale, I couldn’t tell, you’ve got so skills." Behind her ca the crisp, coquettish voice of a young woman, "You figured out the President’s ho early on. Seeing how adept you are, it shouldn’t be your first ti here, right?"
Little Waverly from the PR departnt walked towards Jasmine Yale, her professional attire tightly wrapping her fine figure.
She stood beside Jasmine Yale, arms crossed, waiting for a taxi together.
She had long known that there were many in the company eyeing Evan, but she hadn’t expected it to be this many. Alice was too useless, not even managing them?
Jasmine Yale didn’t turn her head, her eyes still on the road, neither looking at her nor speaking.
Little Waverly was very displeased to be t with silence.
"Tsk." She sneered, "Are pregnant won trending for affairs now? Or is it uncomfortable without a man for a few months during pregnancy? Not speaking doesn’t an I can’t see through you. Didn’t you think no one would co to the President’s apartnt tonight? Want a spring fling with the President?"
"We work in the sa company, we’ll et again sooner or later. The workplace is a battlefield; it’s better to have one less enemy than one more. You’d better not make an enemy of ." Jasmine Yale finally spoke, her voice calm.
"I’m quite popular in the company, and I’m going to be promoted to deputy manager of the PR departnt soon. I just graduated, you know. As for you... it seems you won’t do better than , right?" The woman was quite smug, "Many people try to curry favor with , I haven’t fallen to the point of making friends with you."
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