Oliver sighed deeply. "Dear Ms. Ashford, couldn't you tell that Mr. Hastings was in a bad mood today?"
Frowning, I asked, "Really? He looked fine."
"Mr. Hastings' bad mood can be classified into two categories. It's fine when he's just gloomy, but when he does crazy stuff while smiling, that's the scariest."
"Does crazy stuff while smiling?"
Oliver nodded. "When that happens, even if he asks you to become the CEO, you should agree with him. Otherwise, he'll get mad…"
Oliver shuddered and turned around to leave. I was confused, but I dared not ask too much about it.
I carried out my duties as ordered by Alex, but I could sense his indifference for me. He'd just give me a simple nod like I was an ordinary employee whenever we passed by each other.
Holding my documents, I smiled and comforted myself, saying, "It's better this way."
Patricia asked me softly, "What's wrong with you and Mr. Hastings? Why do I feel like you two have become… distant?"
Stunned, I glanced at Patricia. "Shouldn't Mr. Hastings and I be like this?"
Patricia gave me a puzzled look. "How can it be? You two weren't like this. Serena, did something happen to you two?"
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