NovelEnglish"I can decide not to dismiss you, but you must be punished," Zacharias said coldly. Upon hearing that, Shirley thought she was
willing to do anything as long as she wasn't expelled. "Sure. Go ahead. I'll do whatever | can," she replied with gratitude and joy in
her eyes.
"I will transfer Corinne away from here, but you will be solely responsible for my personal life," Zacharias stated. That rendered
Shirley dumbfounded for a moment. Is this my punishment? Taking care of his personal life?
"Sure, but | don't know how to cook," she reported honestly.
"Then, learn it." The man believed she could pick it up. The only thing Shirley lacked talent in was cooking, but she could learn for
the sake of Imogen's future.
"Sure, I'll learn," Shirley promised. Since she currently had something to request of him, she could not reject him.
"Great. That's it, then. Cwith me." Zacharias got up and went out of the door first. In the meantime, Shirley released a heavy
breath from behind him as her tensed nerves relaxed. She didn't have to worry about getting dismissed anymore.
Corinne, who was standing outside, immediately looked over when she saw them coming out, thinking whether Zacharias would
approach her and comfort her.
Yet, Zacharias only stood beside the car and said a few words with Roy before getting into the car. Then, Shirley followed suit and
got in as well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCorinne watched in disbelief as Shirley and Zacharias got into the scar. After watching the convoy leave, she immediately
went looking for Roy. "Captain Barlowe, what's going on? Shouldn't Imogen be fired?"
"From now on, Imogen will be solely responsible for taking care of Mr. Flintstone's personal life, so you won't be needed there
anymore. Also, | will submit a transfer request in your name, requesting to be assigned to another department for your internship."
"What? | refuse. | don't want to leave here. The rules are written in black and white, so Imogen should be fired," Corinne
demanded.
"Corinne, that is Mr. Flintstone's decision," Roy firmly remarked. "Captain Barlowe, don't you find it strange? Why does Mr.
Flintstone treat Imogen so well and even let her move into his residence?" Corinne sneered. "Did Imogen sleep with Mr.
Flintstone?"
Roy's expression instantly tensed up. "Corinne, refrain from making baseless accusations. Once the transfer request is approved,
you'll be relocated from the security department.”
After taking a few steps, Roy turned around and commented, "In the future, refrain from discussing Mr. Flintstone's private life.
Don't get yourself into trouble."
When Corinne returned to her dorm, she was on the verge of losing it. She made such a careful plan to schagainst Imogen,
but instead of getting expelled, she replaced her and becZacharias' personal assistant. How infuriating!
However, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out why Imogen would receive such special treatment. Moreover,
Corinne was slightly afraid of what happened earlier because how Zacharias treated her made her feel like he had seen through
her schemes. The feeling of being exposed sent shivers down her spine.
In regard to men like Zacharias, ordinary women wouldn't be able to keep him under control. At the stime, Shirley was also
secretly pondering about that. After she calmed down, she thought about it and realized although she had replaced Imogen, the
treatment she received seemed to be exceptionally good. Zacharias had quite a good attitude toward her, and most importantly,
he didn't investigate anything and immediately believed her explanation.
That was something she found hard to believe, but there was one thing that made her feel relieved she no longer had to face the
evil Corinne anymore. Her internship was about to beceasier.
Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly discovered the man's convoy was not heading toward hbut onto the main road.
"Mr. Flintstone, where are we going?" Shirley hurriedly asked.
'To have dinner, the man replied calmly. Upon hearing that, Shirley recalled him saying they would be having dinner outside, so she
had no choice but to have dinner with him.
Once the convoy arrived at a restaurant, Shirley felt her heart skip a beat. Wait. Isn't this the restaurant Dad always bringsto?
This place doesn't serve outsiders and only accepts high-ranking officials.
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