"I was just joking." I shrugged. "Besides, how is merely suspecting something between you and Catherine an insult?"
Now, it was Catherine's turn to look displeased. Her gaze toward Samson carried a hint of resentment.
I casually sat back down and resumed organizing my documents. Patricia discreetly gave me a thumbs-up, and I responded with a subtle smile.
"Serena, Mr. Hastings wants to see you." It was Oliver again.
The colleagues who had been enjoying the spectacle of me tearing into Samson quickly scattered. I, on the other hand, froze for a brief moment out of reflex.
As usual, I made my way to Alex's office with ease. I had been to the top floor countless times, but this time, my mood was slightly heavier.
What should I say when I see him? Apologize for my behavior yesterday? Or pretend nothing happened at all?
"It's better to pretend nothing happened," I told myself, taking a deep breath.
To my surprise, Alex seemed to have made the same decision. When I walked in, he simply pushed a stack of documents toward me. "We're looking to collaborate with Excel Group. These are the relevant files. Review them carefully as you'll be in charge of this partnership."
I frowned slightly. "But I'm already handling the collaboration with Schneider Group. Besides, I'm not the head office assistant anymore. I'm in the R&D department."
"The R&D department is a powerful division." He picked up another document and flipped through it as he said, "Company policy states that the R&D department is responsible for both product development and project execution. Besides, your position is still technically the head office assistant."
I glanced at my employee badge. The job title was clearly printed in bold—"Head Office Assistant".
"You're doing this on purpose," I said, my frown deepening.
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