Laura looked down and forced a smile. "Stop kidding around. Old Mr. Olsen didn't giveany heads up." With a hint of apology in her voice, Josie said, "I'm to blame. You know how I am. I often act on impulse, just showing up without warning. But telling you now, it's not too late." Only then did Laura reach out to take the piece of paper. Josie's position was written clearly on the paper. As it turned out, Josie was Laura's special assistant.
Seeing that, Laura smirked. “So, they're sending you to keep an eye on me, huh?” With her hands clasped behind her, Josie said playfully, "How could that be? The last project wrapped up smoothly, and I found it quite addictive. So, I want to dive in again." Laura's smile was somewhat obscure. "What about your design? Aren't you working on it anymore?" "You know, I've won awards both nationally and internationally. It's not as exciting anymore. Venturing into new areas could be quite interesting." Josie innocently asked, "Do you not welcme?" "Oh, that's not it. I've told you before, you're welcanytime." After Laura finished speaking, she ordered someone, "Prepare an office for Ms. Warren." Ms. Warren... Josie smiled and said, "There's no need for all that fuss. I think this place is quite nice. Just put a desk forright here in this corner. It will be convenient for you to call me. I'll be at your service whenever you need." Laura frowned. "I'm not sure this is a good idea. If we put your desk here and Old Mr. Olsen finds out, I'll be the one getting scolded." "What's wrong with that? I chere to be an assistant, not the boss." From her words, it seemed as though Josie was really there to gain experience.
In less than half a day, the news had spread throughout the entire corporation. A special assistant had suddenly appeared alongside Laura. This assistant, it turned out, was the daughter that Mark had been searching for.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, everyone had a clear understanding of what it meant.
Those who had never taken sides before all flocked to the rooftop, using various pretexts to catch a glimpse of this person named Josie.
They all wanted to see if the company was about to undergo a huge change.
However, Laura sent all of them back down.
Olsen Group built their fortune through tangible businesses, unlike Russell Group, which thrived on venture capital. Their main strategy was to seek stability.
It was precisely due to this steadfastness that it held such a high position in Wavery. Over the years, there had never been any mishaps.
For two consecutive days, Josie hadn't done anything. Laura said, "Since you're my special assistant you should be by my side. But consin our relationship, it ne doesn't seem right to have you doing the work yourself." Josie merely smiled, not uttering a word, nor did she say much else.
Aside from attending regular meetings with Laura, Josie spent most of her tat her desk, engrossed in videos. Otherwise, she could be found in the pantry, casually chatting with the staff.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was merely sgossip in their leisure time, devoid of any substance.
Over time, everyone began to realize that Josie, this supposed heiress, was quite easygoing. However, her work capabilities were practically non-existent. Her placement in the corporation was equivalent to being a decorative piece. In essence, the employees thought Mark intended to use Josie as a means to intimidate Laura.
When Josie heard this gossip, she just laughed it off and said, “Being considered a decorative piece isn't so bad. At least it proves that I'm beautiful." They were blissfully engaged with each other, oblivious to the fact that Laura, who had been observing everything from within the office, was wearing a heavy expression.
So many days had passed without any news. Even Laura was becoming restless. What on earth is going on? The following Monday, as per usual, the meeting commenced at nine o'clock.
Josie distributed the contents of that day's meeting one by one. In her mind, she thought back to the last tshe had done such tasks. It was when she was beside Dexter, serving as his so-called assistant. During that period, there were numerous voices of apprehension.