Tiffany placed her notebook down on her desk before snapping pointedly, “And where am I supposed to sit?”
Jackson replied without raising his eyes to hers, “Grab a chair yourself, duh. How the hell did you end up as ‘assistant director’ with that brain?”
His retort chaffed Tiffany enough that she snickered, placing her hands on her hips. “It’s not that I wanted to be one, you know. I came here thinking I was going to be a mere supervisor! Anyway, you already know that I got my job through my connection, so why even bother asking, Einstein?”
Perhaps a little worried about her tone, Amy quickly interjected with feigned coughs. “Er, Miss Lane? You could grab a chair and move to my desk.”
Tiffany stormily yanked a chair to where Amy sat, took a seat, and glowered at Jackson. “Can’t keep your hands to yourself, huh? Don’t you dare kill my cactus with those poisonous fingers of yours!”
Jackson immediately retracted his hand from the prickly plant and assumed a more serious, upright position. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about it dying—it’s a tenacious little thing. Kind of like you.”
Kind of like her? Was he implying that she was as plump as the cactus or what? Jackson must be blind not to notice that Tiffany had slimmed down. Heck, she had worked hard in keeping herself fit these few days, yet he was just going to ignore her changes?
Amy pointed at the document shelf behind Jackson and instructed, “Alright, Miss Lane, please pick those documents out for Mr. West. He’s here to check up on the company, and the most important files and documents are shelved there in the cabinet. The ones at the top are the latest, though, so just grab those in two of the middle rows.”
Tiffany glanced at how tall the shelf was and dragged her chair to it, a motion made effortless by its rollers. After placing the chair where she wanted it to be, she took off her shoes and stepped onto it.
She did not expect the office chair to be the spinning type, so immediately, the chair reacted to her weight by swivelling abruptly, causing her to fall backward.
She let out a loud, surprised yelp—and crashed right into Jackson’s embrace.
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