Her hanging eyelashes trembled, and she spoke, her voice still a bit hoarse, "Oh, there was a little accident at ho."
"Accident?" Wesley Foley’s handso eyebrows furrowed even tighter, his grip on the signing pen also tightened, he asked anxiously, "Do you need help?"
"No need, thank you for your concern, President."
Titus Zane tried to force a smile, but it was visibly strained.
"Hmm, go on, go back to your office and rest well," Wesley Foley said in a gentle voice, his handso face also radiated warmth.
"Yes, President," Titus Zane nodded slightly, then turned around.
"Wesley, no need to be so formal next ti."
Behind her, Wesley Foley’s voice rose, causing Titus Zane to turn back, her slightly furrowed eyebrows signaled her confusion.
Wesley Foley smiled and said, "Even though you are my assistant, when there are no outsiders, there’s no need for us to be so formal."
"Yes, President." Another formulaic response, Titus Zane habitually nodded gently.
"Wesley!" A displeased voice, Titus Zane looked up to et Wesley Foley’s slightly reproachful eyes, she adjusted her smile, "Understood."
"Alright, go and rest," Wesley Foley finally satisfied.
Feeling down, Titus Zane had no interest in mingling with anyone else, or else she wouldn’t have collided with Secretary Liu directly.
Back in her office, just as she sat down, the ringtone from her phone hanging in front vibrated.
Checking the incoming call, it was from Sister Hua, she answered without hesitation, Sister Hua’s voice ca through, as gentle as ever.
"Wesley,"
"Sister Hua," Titus Zane curved her lips, trying her best to make her voice sound less hoarse; on the other end, Sister Hua seed not to notice anything amiss and asked softly.
"How’s the matter going?"
"Sister Hua, I..." Titus Zane hesitated, unsure of how to phrase her words, there was a good opportunity a few days ago, but she didn’t take action, now she had to make up an excuse to gloss it over.
However, before she could finish, Sister Hua’s voice ca through again.
"Wesley, if you’re facing difficulties, tell , I’ll help you solve them, or if it’s a personal issue, also talk to , I can help you analyze it."
"Sister Hua, I know." Facing Sister Hua’s patient guidance, Titus Zane felt sowhat guilty, this was the first ti since her career began that she took so long to complete a task.
"Wesley, this isn’t like you; with your capabilities, such a small task should have been done long ago," Sister Hua’s tone was still gentle, but Titus Zane knew she was being admonished, she licked her lips and assured Sister Hua.
"Sister Hua, I will complete it as soon as possible."
"Hmm, I believe you, continue with your work, Bye~"
"Goodbye," Just as she was about to hang up, Sister Hua’s voice ca again, very serious, "Wesley, tell if you encounter any difficulties."
"Alright."
After hanging up, Titus Zane felt that Sister Hua’s behavior was sowhat unusual, they had spoken before when completing tasks, but never like this ti, continuously reminding her to talk about any difficulties.
From Sister Hua’s words, Titus Zane felt that she probably knew that she (Titus) did not want to complete the task, otherwise, she wouldn’t keep reminding her.
After putting away the phone, Titus Zane leaned back in her chair, her slightly swollen eyes appeared misty even when open.
She continued to struggle internally whether to steal Wesley Foley’s research results, tangled for nearly an hour, yet still, she ca to no conclusion.
Feeling a heavy tightness in her chest, she wanted to go out for so air, Titus Zane stood up, took the coat from the hanger and draped it over herself, and walked out of the office.
At the entrance of the company building, just as Titus Zane stepped out of the revolving glass door, a teasingly lifted voice called out, "Hi, beauty, we et again!"
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