Zacharias let out a soft sigh. “Alright, then. I’ll just get to know him, nothing more.”
Shirley was still angry inside. She didn’t like her private life being snooped on, even if it was by the vice president himself.
“I think I’m not cut out to stay here. Why don’t you assign me to guard duty outside? Get someone else to take care of you,” Shirley told him, not wanting to be too close right now. Zacharias raised an eyebrow. “You dislike me that much, huh?”
“Am I not allowed to dislike you?” Shirley shot back. After all, he wasn’t exactly worth much. Zacharias let out another sigh. “Alright, alright. You won’t have to see me for the next three days.”
“Where are you going?” Shirley asked. “Heading out for a site inspection. You don’t have to come with me,” Zacharias said, then headed upstairs.
Shirley bit her lip. What she wanted was to be transferred away from him to do guard duty, not to avoid him for three days. Back in her room, Shirley took off her coat and changed into her regular professional uniform. Since she was interning here for Imogen, she would put in her best effort to work diligently. She went to the third floor and saw that the study door was closed. She let out a small sigh and stationed herself outside, waiting for him.
Inside the study, Zacharias sat on the couch, his face calm, but there was a hidden sense of weariness in his eyes. His fist clenched and unclenched, and then, finally, he rubbed his temples. He felt a headache coming on.
The demanding work every day hadn’t tired him like this. It was that woman who was causing his mind to be in turmoil, and he didn’t know how to handle it. Just then, his phone rang and he answered it. “Hello!”
“Sir, everything’s ready on our end. Have you packed your bags? Can we leave in half an hour?”
Zacharias replied, “Bring the car in ten minutes.”
After he hung up, he stood up and opened the study door. He was taken aback to find the girl still stationed outside the door. His just-settled emotions stirred again. Pretending not to notice him, Shirley lifted her chin, standing like an expressionless robot.
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