Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 826

Chapter 826

Vania waved her hand. "Don't worry. Even if he deducts your bonus, I'll compensate you for that." I'm the one who has the final say about my secretary.

Linda replied, "Now that you've said so, I can rest assured." Relieved, she boldly stepped out of her office. I'm not gonna involve myself in the war between this couple, or I'm gonna be the one getting hurt.

After joking with Linda, Vania immediately immersed herself in work. When she finished dealing with her documents, she began to analyze Yvonne's mode of attack.

In the beginning, Yvonne merely spread groundless rumors on the internet to mislead the public. Now that her attempts had been thwarted twice in a row, she'd probably have to show some proof next. However, Vania had never done any of these things, so the former couldn't possibly have any evidence. "What will she do then?" She knitted her brows while analyzing the recent incidents.

Soon after that, a word appeared in her mind. Video.

Vania let out a sneer. Perhaps I should watch out for this. At the thought of this, she immediately summoned Linda to her office through the intercom.

The two women discussed this in detail, but Linda was somewhat worried. "Boss, I think you're right. So, are you going to give her the opportunity or not?"

Vania replied, "We'll give her the opportunity, of course." She wasn't afraid at all. Now that they'd roughly figured out her enemy's course of action, it'd be easier to defend themselves against it. Even if Yvonne didn't take action in that direction, she had also made other preparations.

Just then, she received a phone call from the front desk. "Boss, Mr. Thomas Kepler is here."

Why is he here? Vania was puzzled for a moment as she put down her phone. Before she could figure it out, she heard a knock on the door. Seems like he's learned to go upstairs directly like Liam does. She shot Linda a glance to signal the latter to open the door.

"Hi, Mr. Kepler," Linda greeted politely.

"Mm-hmm." Thomas' eyes were glued to Vania all the time, though he looked somewhat hesitant. Ignoring Linda, he came straight up to Vania, asking, "Has your foot gotten better?" The anxiety within him grew when his eyes fell upon the wheelchair in the corner of her office. Is she so badly injured that she can't even walk?

Seeing how anxious he looked, Vania had no idea what he was anxious about. She merely replied impassively, "Thanks for your concern, but I'm already okay after having some medicine applied."

Thomas' anxiety lessened somewhat when he heard Vania say that she'd gotten much better. "That's good to hear. I'm here to check on you and bring you some medicine," he said while lifting up the bag in his hand, which was full of many differently colored medicines; one might assume that there were many kinds of them.



"Thanks, but it's not necessary. I already have all the necessary medicines ready." Vania explained that she already had everything ready and didn't need him to bring her anything.

Thomas didn't care whether she wanted the medicine, though. He put the bag onto her desk, saying, "One's feet are very important. It's better not to leave scars on them." All of a sudden, he recalled how fair Vania's foot was that day. It wasn't like he'd never touched a woman before, but there'd never been a woman whose foot could leave such a deep impression in his memory, which made him even more unwilling to let anything happen to Vania's foot. However, the more he thought about it, the more unnatural his expression looked.

Vania noticed that he seemed different from his usual self, though she didn't understand the reason for his sudden change in behavior. She could only thank him with a nod, saying, "Thanks for your kindness, then. I'll keep these." There was a distant note in her voice, unlike how she could still crack jokes with him when they first got to know each other.