Lisa had something on Mary.
"I don't understand, My Lady."
"It's a simple task. As soon as this afternoon's meeting gets over, you will bring me the final draft of the new product, later at night. Keep in mind absolutely nobody is to find out, not even your husband or the whole company will be talking about your dirty little secret; your affair with Tom Zhang!"
Lisa gave her an evil smile. Mary felt threatened.
"What do you want exactly, young Lady? Why would you need the designs?" Mary questioned.
"That is none of your business. Just do as you're told, or face the consequence..."
Lisa took out several photographs and a piece of paper from her pocket and threw them on the desk.
Three photographs, in particular, caught Mary's attention. They were taken at the hotel where she and Tom had met on Christmas the previous year. The small piece of paper had details of many other such meetings.
How was all this personal information noted in such detail? When were these photographs even taken? Mary was speechless. Her hands were trembling when she read the contents of the paper.
Mary would have like to deny all of it, had there not been such inarguable evidence. There was nothing she could do or say to refute it. If her husband found out, he would file for a divorce!
"My Lady, please tell me what you want indeed. Why it has to be me as I have never offended you!" She said.
Lisa laughed. "Of course you haven't! This is not about you. All I want to know is, can you do as I ask? If not, then these photos will be exhibited here tomorrow."
"But if these new products were to get out before the press conference, there could be a disastrous effect on the company." Mary tried explaining. But, Lady Linda, may I ask what are your intentions?"
"That is not for you to know! From what I understand, your parents haven't been in good health. They've been in the hospital for some time now. Isn't your husband taking care of their medical bills? Did you honestly think he will continue paying for them after the divorce?"
Lisa heard a sound outside of the office. She quickly slipped a note in Mary's pocket and whispered in her ear. "The choice is yours now. If you want to keep your dirty secret safe, then send me the drafts to this email."
Mary went pale the minute she saw Charles walk through the door.
Paul had informed Charles that Lady Linda was waiting for him in his office.
Nobody was usually allowed inside Charles' office; he was surprised to see Mary there, so he asked: "What are you doing here?"
Mary was at a loss for words. In an instant she put away the photographs and other pieces of paper.
"Sure. What kind of position do you want? What do you think you are good at? You are pregnant now, and I don't want you to exhaust yourself. We can wait till after the baby is born."
It was then that Lisa realized she had no specialty.
Irrespective of that, it was still pretty simple for Charles to create a position for her. Why did he even bother to ask her such a question?
"Come to think of it Lisa; there has always been an increased concern over the emotional well-being of our staff. Since you are good with people, why don't you become a counselor here? You can guide the employees on how to improve their productivity. I'm sure this is something you would also enjoy along the way, wouldn't you?"
Lisa thought 'what is psychological analysis and what does a counselor even do?' She knew nothing about psychology.
"Sounds good, but how about giving me something easier to do for the time being?" Lisa said hesitantly. Afraid of giving herself away, she was careful and brief.
"All right, my love. Don't worry. Your priority should be taking care of yourself and our baby." Charles looked at her affectionately.
Charles returned to his schedule. Once he had finished all his meetings, they got ready to head back home.
As Lisa was leaving the office with Charles, she gave Mary one final look, somewhat reminding her of the task.
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