Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 1801

Chapter 1801 Are You Working Here as Well?

Ellen knew that Selena was pretending not to know her because she didn’t

deserve to work here, and she understood Selena and her arrogance. Since

that was the case, she would just pretend not to know her as well!

Under Sienna’s careful guidance, she roughly grasped the work that had to be

done. Around 10.30AM., Sienna picked up a document and said, “Someone

passed this here. Please pass it on to Mr. Jonas’ assistant on the twelfth floor.”

Ellen gave her a nod. “Okay!” Twelfth floor, Mr. Jonas’ assistant, she repeatedly

chanted in her head to remember the details, held the document to her chest,

and briskly walked toward the elevators.

As she had been learning a lot this morning, her mind was a little fuzzy right

now. While she was thinking about something, she saw that the doors of an

elevator were about to close and dashed in quickly. All of a sudden, she

knocked into a man in the lift.

The documents in her arms fell to the floor with a flap and scattered

everywhere.

What?!

She was taken aback by her clumsiness and immediately apologized to the man

as she bent down to pick up the document papers because they were simply

too important to her.

At the same time, the man next to her crouched down and helped her to pick up

the papers with his slender fingers.

When she noticed the white silk, blue sapphire cufflinks, and an expensive black

watch, she felt something amiss and lifted her head abruptly, and the sight that

awaited her stunned her.

Goodness! It’s him? Isn’t he that young man who helped me at the golf course

the last time?

Jared recognized her as well, and his brilliant eyes narrowed. “It’s you?”

“You’re… Working here as well?” Happiness washed over her. She didn’t expect

to run into someone she had met before, so she was especially friendly to him.

At first, he was stunned by the turn of events, but a grin appeared on his face a

second later. “Yes, I’m working here as well.”

“Which level is your office?”

“Eighteenth floor.” Even Jared didn’t know why he fibbed because the

eighteenth floor was the finance department.

“My name is Ellen Reiss. What’s your name?”

He thought of it for a second before he decided to use his mother’s last name.

“My name is Jared Tillman.”