Chapter 1096 Cecilia confidently stated, “With money, women can be as powerful as men. So, about this transfer request, | want to hear your thoughts. Do you want to continue working with me, or would you prefer to be an assistant at one of our subsidiary companies?” Blake decisively replied, “l would rather stay and work with you, Ms. Samford. I'm ready to give my all for you, and | aim to earn a million a year and get rich quickly.” “That's the spirit. Earning a million a year is achievable. Work hard for me, and I'll make sure you're well compensated.” After saying that, Cecilia surprisingly pulled out a Lamborghini key. “This is my new car, but the color doesn’t suit me. It’s yours now.” Blake eagerly accepted the luxurious car key. When she stepped out of Cecilia's office, she felt like she was dreaming. She pinched herself in the stairwell and wondered, ‘Am I still drunk or dreaming? A luxury car as a gift? Is Cecilia really that wealthy?’ Blake realized it was not a dream. She pocketed the key and returned to her desk, keeping a low profile to avoid envy and suspicion. Upon Blake's return, Susan was rummaging through her desk.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What are you doing with my stuff?” Blake asked.
Susan retorted, “You're no longer part of the secretarial office. Didn't you know? Mr. Harrison requested Ms. Samford to transfer you. I'm just helping you pack up so you can leave. Frankly, I've always disliked you. You don't deserve to stay here.” Blake scoffed and slammed her hand on the desk, startling Susan, and said, “Sorry to disappoint you! Ms.
Samford just told me the transfer request was rejected, so I'm still part of the secretarial office.” Susan could not believe Blake’s words and said, “Impossible! Mr. Harrison told me he'd already made you leave.” Blake crossed her arms and mocked Susan, “Surprised? Don’t you know that Ms. Samford has the second highest authority after Mr. Jardin himself? If you don't believe me, go ask her yourself.” Kevin, standing at the office door in a black suit, exuded an intimidating presence. He approached Blake's desk and said, “I've received the email that your transfer request has been rejected. Blake, come to my office.” “Sure, I'm not afraid of you,” Blake muttered as she followed behind Kevin.
In the office, Blake looked disdainfully at Kevin and the mountain of paperwork on his desk.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKevin massaged his temples and asked, “What are you thinking? Being with Liam is far better than staying Blake interrupted him, “So, you knew about last night at Eternal Seasons. You want to transfer me to Liam's side because you're worried that Cecilia will harm me?” “It doesn’t matter what | know. I'm transferring you because you're nothing but trouble,” said Kevin.
“You really know how to anger someone. If you can’t speak nicely, why not just keep your mouth shut?” Blake retorted.
She slammed the Lamborghini key on Kevin's desk. “See this? Ms. Samford gave it to me. This key is proof that the salary she’s offering is more than enough for me to be her assistant, unlike you, a damn cheapskate.” Kevin looked up sharply, his gaze intense. “Blake, do you really think that | won't be able to control you just because you're with Cecilia?” Blake held her head high, her gaze defiant.
After Blake left Kevin's office, Susan returned all the items she had packed to their original places.
Blake opened her computer and started playing Minesweeper, not bothering to hide it. She used to play games secretly at work, but now, even if Kevin passed by, she did not flinch.
But the annoying part was Blake's proximity to Kevin, constantly reminding her of his presence.