Nia Mitchell looked at Shirley Grant in confusion, not quite understanding the reason behind her gloating expression.
"I don’t need you to plead for ." Nia smiled faintly and sat back down in her seat.
Her computer’s chatbox had unread ssages; they were from Diana Hill.
"I’m sorry."
Nia was taken aback, sowhat puzzled as to why Diana was apologizing. Was it because she had been forced to take that call earlier?
"It’s okay."
She replied simply, hoping Diana wouldn’t bla herself too much. After all, the situation had forced her hand; she couldn’t have done otherwise.
Nia returned to her work. She never went out of her way to cause trouble for others.
She was handling official business and had barely ward her seat when Phoebe Walker ran out of the CEO Office, crying.
"Nia Mitchell, what right do you have?!" Phoebe shouted, tears streaming down her face, completely unconcerned about her image at that mont.
She couldn’t accept it. She was the victim, so why was she being transferred?
The crucial point was, she had just been inside the CEO Office and learned that Nia Mitchell was completely fine.
Was it simply because Nia Mitchell had Alan Morgan backing her?
But she... she had backers too! Would he really show her no consideration at all?
"Phoebe Walker, I’ll ask you to show so respect." Nia looked at her angrily, not expecting Phoebe to still have this attitude.
Phoebe burst into laughter. Respect? Why on earth should she respect Nia Mitchell?
"Nia Mitchell, let tell you, do you think I’m your enemy? You’ll find out just how hard your days will be after I leave."
Although she was used to being arrogant, her presence was what kept the Secretary Departnt in balance. Once she was gone, wouldn’t this place fall into chaos just the sa?
A newcor, wanting to establish herself here?
"I’ve never considered you an enemy. We’re all just employees working for others; we’re colleagues. You’ve been the one acting aggressively from start to finish. I believe the CEO saw this, and that’s why you’re being transferred."
Nia remained very calm, but this very calmness made Phoebe want to lunge forward and throttle her even more.
This was mockery! Sarcasm delivered from Nia’s stance as a victor!
Phoebe took out a tissue, wiped the tears from her face, and composed herself after her outburst.
"Although I’m being transferred, it’s not a demotion."
She smiled at the entire Secretary Departnt.
"Starting from next week, I will be the Director of the Finance Departnt."
After saying this, Phoebe looked at Shirley Grant.
This seed like a transfer, but in reality, it was a promotion.
Hearing this, Shirley Grant’s expression faltered. She had never imagined Phoebe would actually be transferred to beco a Director.
It was common knowledge that although they were all in the Secretary Departnt, most of their positions were practically the sa. Only her position and Phoebe’s were slightly higher, as they were team leaders. The others held no particular rank.
And now, Phoebe had beco a Director.
"We’ll seldom see each other from now on, but I’ll still co visit you all during break tis."
Phoebe was very pleased to see the change in Shirley Grant’s expression and turned to glance at Nia Mitchell as well.
She thought Nia Mitchell, like Shirley Grant, would also have her elation turn to misery.
But strangely enough, she did not see what she had wished for.
This Nia Mitchell... she couldn’t understand her at all, completely beyond her control.
"Well then, congratulations, Director Walker."
After saying this, Nia Mitchell turned back to her computer. How strange. Why would Alan Morgan send her a ssage?
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