On a sunny and cloudless morning, Viola was wandering around in front of the chief editor's office of a magazine. She was wearing light makeup and her little face was full of hesitation.
"Alas." Viola sighed.
It took her seven days to find a suitable house and she was finally relieved.
The difficult thing to deal with now was how to resign.
During this period of time, she had made several calls to tell her that she had no intention of doing that. However, Maynard's cellphone had not been connected for a long time.
She had no choice but to come here and submit her resignation letter.
As time passed, there were more and more passers-by. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
With a big smile on her face, she opened the door and walked in, "Hello, chief editor."
"Oh, it's you." Stephanie adjusted her glasses and leaned against the back of her seat. "Have you made any progress in the interview with Yesenia?"
Wearing a forced smile, she took out the letter of resignation written by the table lamp last night. "Chief editor, I don't want to work here anymore."
"What? You don't want to work here anymore? " Stephanie sat up straight and looked at her from head to toe. "No, I can't approve it. Of course, if you insist, I can't stop you, but..."
Hearing what she said, though there was worry in the front, there was joy in the middle, and yet the latter part was mixed feelings, "but what?"
"The premise is that you can get the first-hand information about Yesenia and the president of Chu first. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave here." Stephanie answered bluntly.
Viola's eyes widened. She didn't expect that Stephanie would ask for such a favor.
A few days ago, she had been in a mess because of Yesenia. If she went to see her now, wouldn't she be asking for death?
As for Maynard, she was annoyed at the sight of him.
She felt distressed and planned to say that she screwed everything up.
"Ding Ding!" The phone in the office rang.
"We can talk about it later." Stephanie said to her.
The words coming out of few mouths were stuck in her throat.
She answered the phone, looking depressed.
"…… It's you. Please come over. I have got some information about the thing you asked me to do. Oh, okay. "
After hanging up the phone, Stephanie was in a good mood.
"Viola, come here. Let's talk about your resignation later. Now let's have a chat." Stephanie walked around the desk and sat on the white couch.
Viola didn't think there was anything to talk about with her. But considering that she was her boss, she had to sit down opposite. "What do you want to talk to me?"
"Well, here is the thing. Viola, have you met any problems at work recently?" Stephanie poured her a cup of tea.
Viola wanted to say a lot, but the words were just stuck in the tip of her tongue. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
"Well, what's wrong with your face recently? Is it because you are not in a good mood?" Stephanie shook her head pitifully.
Upon hearing this, Viola clenched her hand which was holding the cup. She suddenly wanted to ask, "You are here to make trouble, aren't you?"
She took a deep breath and managed to squeeze a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Is your personal life not good?" Stephanie continued, not noticing her hidden thought.
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