Chapter 48
Margaret, her eyes widened in disbelief, couldn’t help but whisper to her colleagues, “I caught a glimpse of Jane yesterday, and I must say, she seemed transformed. I was convinced that she would finally put an end to her relentless pursuit of President Warner. But, lo and behold, it appears that nothing has changed at all! She’s taken it to a whole new level by actually joining the ranks of the Warner Corporation.”
Her colleagues exchanged skeptical glances, clearly taken aback. One of them chimed in, “Are you serious? I mean, I had my doubts when I heard rumors about Jane’s recent antics, but seeing it with my own eyes was quite the revelation. Now, I can’t help but believe it.” Margaret leaned in closer, a mix of astonishment and bewilderment etched across her face. “You know, it’s not every day someone manages to land themselves in such a cushy situation. Marrying Boss Warner might not guarantee her the affections she once enjoyed, but it’s afforded her an effortless entry into the Warner Corporation. Look at her now, idling away her mornings with nothing to do. I can’t help but suspect that she’s only here to continue pestering President Warner.”
As their gossip reached its peak, the door of one of the ladies‘ toilets creaked open, revealing Jane’s figure standing there, her presence catching everyone off guard. The female assistants froze in their tracks, their eyes widening at the sight of her.
Jane, seemingly unaffected by the commotion, calmly washed her hands, ensuring they were impeccably clean. Disposing of the used paper with a nonchalant flick of her wrist, her gaze drifted casually across the room, lingering momentarily on a few individuals. Her eyes, however, held a particular focus on Margaret, the center of their gossipy gathering. “I don’t want to hear another word of those pesky rumors about Drake and me, so do me a favor and zip it, or else…” Jane’s voice trailed off, but the intensity in her eyes spoke volumes. Leaving the bathroom, she immediately set out to find Daniel.
“Make sure to warn those veteran employees who are familiar with me about this Drake situation. I can’t stand any more gossip about me riding his coattails at Warner Corporation,” Jane urged with a mix of frustration and determination.
“He clearly extended the invitation to me!” she seethed, clenching her teeth tightly.
Daniel, taken aback by Jane’s words, paused for a moment to absorb the gravity of the situation.
“Don’t worry, Miss Bentley, I’ll take care of it,” he reassured her. Jane had only just begun her journey at Warner Corporation, and if she were to quit over such a trivial matter, it would reflect poorly on the CEO, who had entrusted her to Daniel’s care.
Feeling a sense of relief with his assurance, she returned to her workspace. Eager to get back on track, she finally opened the stack of information before her. The female assistants, who had awkwardly returned to their desks, watched Jane intently as she swiftly scanned through the documents. Though they refrained from saying anything, their disdainful gazes couldn’t be concealed.
“What’s with the act? It’s all in French. You won’t understand perfectly well. Let’s see how you embarrass yourself when the guests arrive tomorrow,” their judgmental stares seemed
to taunt
Unperturbed by their judgment, she paid no heed to their looks. With Daniel’s discreet intervention, the experienced employees in the company who knew Jane’s true worth obediently sealed their lips, refraining from uttering a single word about her supposed entanglement with Drake.
As the workday came to an end, Jane, being the early bird she was, swiftly made her exit from the bustling company, leaving her colleagues, including Margaret, curious once again. You see, Jane had a pressing commitment after work: tutoring lessons for young Zac. Time was of the essence, so she hurriedly made her way home, eager to prepare before venturing towards the extravagant Warner Family’s Mansion.
To her surprise, upon arriving at her home, she discovered that Zac had taken the liberty of paying her an unexpected visit, engaging in playful activities with her own son, Zane. Utterly taken aback, Jane asked, “Zac, what brings you here, dear?”
Wearing a beaming grin, Zac responded joyfully, “Oh, lovely teacher, I was concerned about your well–being today. Since you couldn’t make it to my place to assist me, I decided to come straight to yours. That way, you can help me right here, in the comfort of your own home.”
Zac’s heartfelt words warmed Jane’s soul, prompting her to approach him and gently run her fingers through his hair. In a soft, tender voice, she remarked, “So, it seems you’re a kind–hearted young man after all.”
Just as Jane’s words drifted away, Zane couldn’t help but let out a disdainful snort, averting his gaze. Jane, puzzled by his reaction, questioned him, “Zane, what’s with that expression on your face?”
Zane, obliged to answer his mother’s inquiry, muttered under his breath, “It’s nothing, Mommy.”
Jane didn’t give it much thought either. Assuming that Zane was feeling envious, she walked up to him and affectionately ruffled his hair.
“Our dear Zane, you’re such a caring soul. When Mom isn’t around, we’re grateful to have you looking after Zoe.”
Upon hearing these words, Zane’s spirits lifted considerably, although he continued to shoot covert glances in Zac’s direction.
Even though Zane was aware of their shared bloodline as half–brothers, he felt dissatisfied with Zac’s eagerness to unite their mother and father.
The following day, Jane found herself once again running late as she rushed into the bustling company. However, this time, it was no fault of her own. The streets were clogged with a maddening traffic jam, causing her to arrive at Warner Corporation long after everyone else had already settled into their work.
As she stepped through the doors, she was immediately spotted by Daniel, who hurriedly approached her with a hint of concern. “Miss Bentley, why are you just arriving? The guests have already made their entrance.”
“Oh, I’ll go and receive them promptly.” She wasn’t flustered by her tardiness. After all, she had thoroughly studied all the necessary information the previous day, leaving her
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well–prepared to handle the clients.
The two of them began walking towards the reception room, and it was then that Daniel informed Jane of the situation. “Miss Bentley, Assistant Harold and Assistant Mya were previously handling your client’s plan. However, Assistant Harold requested time off and is currently absent.”
“Furthermore, Assistant Mya had to attend to branch matters yesterday. The two of you haven’t had a chance to acquaint yourselves yet. She’s already receiving the guests in the reception room. Once you’ve settled in, you can follow her lead. In any case, you’ve just taken over this plan, so it’ll be fine.”
Engaged in conversation, Jane and Daniel reached the entrance of the reception room. Upon entering, Jane’s gaze fell upon four individuals present. Seated in the guest’s chair was a distinguished French gentleman, accompanied by his attentive assistant. On the opposing side sat a woman exuding elegance through her carefully applied makeup and impeccably tailored attire.
Jane immediately recognized the woman as Mya, the same person Daniel had mentioned earlier. With a gentle push of the door, Jane confidently stepped into the room, capturing the attention of all present.
Mya’s smile instantly turned frosty as she observed Jane’s entrance. Unaware of her identity, Mya had already been informed earlier that Assistant Harold had left the company, with Jane stepping in as his replacement. This sudden replacement left a sour taste in Mya’s mouth, and Jane’s unexpected interruption of her conversation with Mr. Stephen only worsened her impression of her.
“Tell Mr. Stephen not to worry; she’s the one handling the materials,” Mya whispered to the translator by her side, hoping to get her message across before Jane could speak.
However, before the interpreter could utter a word, Jane, with a beaming smile, warmly greeted Mr. Stephen in flawless French. Her fluency in the language took him aback momentarily, but soon a delighted grin spread across his face.
Mya watched in disbelief as Jane effortlessly switched gears and caught Mr. Stephen’s attention. Frustration bubbling beneath the surface, Mya bit her lower lip, contemplating her next move. Meanwhile, Jane extended a gesture, inviting Mr. Stephen to accompany her.
Suppressing her irritation, Mya intervened, halting Jane in her tracks. “What do you think you’re doing? Where are you taking Mr. Stephen?”
Jane, undeterred by Mya’s hostility, responded with composure, “Where else but an on–the–spot investigation? No amount of written descriptions or piles of materials can compare to experiencing the real thing. Mr. Stephen desires an authentic encounter.”
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