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Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 754
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Chapter 754

Larissa’s colleagues had different expressions on their laces. Their attitudes to her were different too.

The male colleagues were quite friendly. Some smiled at her, same nodded, and some waved too. Although the

female colleagues were smiling, their smiles did not reach their eyes. Larissa could even see some obvious hatred

on their laces.

She did not know where the hatred came from–her role was not the same as theirs, she would not threaten their

positions at all. As for her

appearance… Well, it was no match for theirs either.

Larissa could only pretend that she had not seen anything. She just pretended to be a dummy and treated

everyone politely.

Lewis office was next to Gary’s, and it was at the innermost part of this floor.

Gary’s secretary, who had greeted her before, still recognized her. The moment she saw her, she stood up at once.

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Her greeting was still friendly despite her panic. “Are you looking for Mr. Logan Senior?

Larissa processed this title. “Mr. Logan Senior” must be referring to Gary. So, she shock her head and pointed next

door. “I’m looking for Mr. Logan Junior.”

The secretary rodded before asking. “Do you need me to make a call for you?”

Larissa shook her head again. “No need, I’ve already made an appointment with him.”

“Alright.” The secretary smiled. “If you need anything, you can find me any time. I’m Marilyn White.”

“Okay, thanks. Marilyn,” Larissa also thanked the male employee who brought her over before she knocked on

Lewis‘ office door and

entered.

The door had just closed when the male employee leaned over to Marilyn’s desk to ask, “You know this newbie?”

As Gary’s secretary, Marilyn was always a cold person. She frequently ignored many old employees, much less the

new ones.

Regaining her usual cold face, Marilyn returned to her seat and did not even look up. “None of your business.”

The male employee left timidly.

Lewis stopped working the moment he saw Larissa enter his office. He took two to three steps forward to support

her, complaining as he did. “Didn’t I tell you to call me so that I can go down and bring you up?”

Larissa was forced to sit on the couch in his ollice, and she felt resigned at his overreaction.

“It’s not like I can’t walk

Besides, I don’t want your special care. Otherwise, our colleagues will think too much into it”

She decided not to expose her identity until the day she officially took over the company. Otherwise, she would not

be only shaming herself when she messed up somehow. She would shame Gary 100.

Lewis understood Larissa’s concerns. He pressed his lips lightly together and decided not to say anything else. He

looked down at her ankle which was covered by her trousers.

“Is it better?” he asked.

Larissa lifted her trouser leg and showed him. “It’s much heller. Kevan massaged the swelling for me again this

morning for ten minutes.”

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Lewis‘ expression became complicated. “He slept at your place last night?”

“Yes.” Sensing Lewis’shift in emotions, Larissa quickly added, “He slept with Aster in analher room, don’t overthink

ill”

Lewis locked down and skloped this topic. “Come by later during break time in the alternoon. I’ll massage it for you

again.”

Larissa said, “Ckay,” before asking, “What’s my job scope? She desperately wanted to know.

“In half an hour, Mr. Logan will have a weekly meeting with all the department heads. You must note down

everything and understand the true state of the company. Alter that, there are these Lewis picked up a heavy stack

of documents from his table.

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“Okay.” Larissa quickly entered her work mode. She got up to accept the documents, but Lewis avoided her. “Il help

you to bring them to your workplace.”

Larissa only remembered to ask, “Where’s my workplace?”

Larissa’s position was “assistant to the president.” so she had a way lower rank than Lewis. That naturally meant

that she did not have her own office. Her workplace was at a table outside Lewis‘ office. It was just across from

Marilyn’s. There was a path separating them.