“I hope you understand. Abel narrowed his cold eyes and continued, “I only require you to work diligently. Don’t ask about anything else.”
“I… I didn’t mean anything.” Alana trembled in fear as she called him. “Abe.”
“Call me Mr. Ryker!”
“Alright, Mr. Ryker, Alana completely surrendered.
“Also,” Abel said as he pointed at his desk, ‘don’t touch any of the papers on my desk. I don’t need you to clean up for me!”
“But, Mr. Ryker,” Alana took a quick glance at him and continued, “it will be messy if it’s not cleaned up.”
“That’s none of your concern, Abel responded. “I know how to tidy up. Plus, I’ll call the cleaner if cleaning is needed.”
Alana couldn’t hold back her frustration. However, she quickly put on a sweet smile and said. “Abe… Mr. Ryker, let me make you some tea.”
Abel was too lazy to argue further. He waved his hand impatiently while sitting in his chair.
Alana didn’t understand the implication of his gesture. She picked up his cup and hurried to the pantry.
“Hey! That’s Mr. Yendall’s daughter.”
When Alana came out of the pantry, she heard the female workers behind her whisper to one another.
“Didn’t Scott divorce his wife? Weren’t his wife and his daughter supposed to be in Vlens?”
“They didn’t actually get divorced. They had been fighting for years. I heard that his wife is formidable and managed to drive off his prospective second wife.”
“Yeah, I heard the woman married a director from the Labor Bureau. Only then did Scott give up and bring both of them here.”
“Well, people will only get wiser as their age grows.”
“Hahaha! You have such a way with words.
“What do you expect? Here comes another one who doesn’t know her place!”
The female workers sneered at Alana while looking at her retreating figure.
“Yeah, everyone can see that Scott’s power has waned. He’s trying to ensnare Abel with his daughter!”
“What kind of person is Abel? He’s a ruthless character; he won’t fall for their tricks!”
“With so many beautiful girls in the factory, not one has ever caught Abel’s a his daughter in this manner is nothing short of inviting trouble, isn’t it?”
“Well, you never know. Proximity begets affection…”
When Alana returned to the office, Abel was about to leave.
Scout’s arrangement of
“Mr. Ryker, your tea is ready,” she said hurriedly.
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