Chapter 1482
Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I just consider marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment.
“Help me up, Mr. Manson,” Queenie pleaded.
He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but her legs were still numb.
“Don’t come to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted.
Queenie stared at him. “Why?”
“You’re not a good assistant. You’re fired,” he said coldly.,
Is he looking down on me? She bit her lip. “Fine, I quit. I don’t think I’m fast enough for the job. I don’t wanna waste your money,” she agreed right away.
Queenie waited for him at the office’s doorstep, and he came out holding a document. The moment he saw her, a smile curled his lips. She was beautiful, curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shone on her almost made her look like an
angel, and there was not an ounce of darkness in her eyes. Purity was all that existed.
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