"I can decide not to dismiss you, but you must be punished," Zacharias said coldly. Upon hearing that, Shirley thought she was willing to do anything as long as she wasn't expelled. "Sure. Go ahead. I'll do whatever I can," she replied with gratitude and joy in her eyes.
"I will transfer Corinne away from here, but you will be solely responsible for my personal life," Zacharias stated. That rendered Shirley dumbfounded for a moment. Is this my punishment? Taking care of his personal life?
"Sure, but I don't know how to cook," she reported honestly.
"Then, learn it." The man believed she could pick it up. The only thing Shirley lacked talent in was cooking, but she could learn for the sake of Imogen's future.
"Sure, I'll learn," Shirley promised. Since she currently had something to request of him, she could not reject him.
"Great. That's it, then. Come with me." Zacharias got up and went out of the door first. In the meantime, Shirley released a heavy breath from behind him as her tensed nerves relaxed. She didn't have to worry about getting dismissed anymore.
Corinne, who was standing outside, immediately looked over when she saw them coming out, thinking whether Zacharias would approach her and comfort her.
Yet, Zacharias only stood beside the car and said a few words with Roy before getting into the car. Then, Shirley followed suit and got in as well.
Corinne watched in disbelief as Shirley and Zacharias got into the same car. After watching the convoy leave, she immediately went looking for Roy. "Captain Barlowe, what's going on? Shouldn't Imogen be fired?"
"From now on, Imogen will be solely responsible for taking care of Mr. Flintstone's personal life, so you won't be needed there anymore. Also, I will submit a transfer request in your name, requesting to be assigned to another department for your internship."
That was something she found hard to believe, but there was one thing that made her feel relieved she no longer had to face the evil Corinne anymore. Her internship was about to become easier.
Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly discovered the man's convoy was not heading toward home but onto the main road.
"Mr. Flintstone, where are we going?" Shirley hurriedly asked.
'To have dinner, the man replied calmly. Upon hearing that, Shirley recalled him saying they would be having dinner outside, so she had no choice but to have dinner with him.
Once the convoy arrived at a restaurant, Shirley felt her heart skip a beat. Wait. Isn't this the restaurant Dad always brings me to? This place doesn't serve outsiders and only accepts high-ranking officials.
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