"Henry Moore!" Snapped Monique.
Monique was feeling rather complicated seeing Angel being so close with Henry. Was it a feeling of happiness, disappointment, grief, or sadness?
She concluded that this was not something that was within the scope of her control. She was worried that Angel might be pouring in her feelings too deep.
All that was in her mind now was to minimize the damage to Angel and the only way to that was to prevent giving her false hope and staying far away from Henry.
Monique who was being all determined, after she saw Angel’s smiley face under the sun, now felt lost.
Monique's mind went blank, everything was messed up as she had forgotten that she was in the company, blatantly calling out to Henry's name directly.
Henry Moore!!
'Monique really called chairman by his name, indeed, you can feel the atmosphere filled with their feelings!' Thought Louise.
The other workers were all shocked as well, mouth wide open, as they shifted their gaze to the woman in front of them.
Her pure and sweet looks, tall and slim body which was rather skinny, wearing a long-sleeved, waist-length skirt with decorations of green chiffons, made her looked as elegant as the breeze from the spring.
Her pretty face without cosmetics, along with her short hair that was drifting along with the wind, just demonstrated the deep chemistry between Monique and Henry.
The hostility among women was fearful.
Some women were gossiping, "This woman, how dare she called the chairman by his name, who she think she is? Will see how the chairman is going to deal with her later."
"This woman really had some skills, how she managed to get herself to be on the same bed as the chairman? She looked rather ordinary to me."
"It must be because of the kid. Didn't you see how much the chairman loved this little girl?"
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