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Chapter 1006
The next morning, Armand brought breakfast over and completed her discharge paperwork when she was done
eating.
At nine-twenty in the morning, Cassandra and her colleagues arrived at the government building.
Upon entering the place, her colleagues whispered, “I heard that Genevieve had a serious leg injury and had to be
hospitalized for quite some time. Ms. Briggs will be transferred tomorrow. Since Mr. Faulkner can't work without an
assistant, you'll probably be promoted today.”
Cassandra smiled. “That's hard to say. There were five people who took the examination. Besides, I'm not sure if
Mr. Faulkner is pleased with me.”
“Of course he is! Among the five candidates, you're the only one who's as outstanding as Genevieve.”
Cassandra said nothing, but she knew she was the next most suitable candidate. Now that Genevieve was injured,
Cali was certain that the position would fall into her hand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI wonder when Ms. Briggs will come and look for me.
Feeling great, Cassandra stepped out of the elevator and made her way to the office, only to find a slender figure
sitting by the cabinet. She almost turned pale from shock.
Genevieve seemed to have realized something and turned toward the door.
“Good morning, Cassandra!” Genevieve raised her thermos and took a sip of the chamomile tea.
Thank goodness Armand didn't give me masala chai again. This is nice.
Genevieve took a few more sips of her tea. Seeing that Cassandra was still standing by the door, she asked, “Why
aren't you coming in?”
Cassandra forced a smile and walked to her desk.
Glancing at Genevieve across the desk, Cassandra could not help but ask, “Genevieve, didn't your calf bleed a lot?
Don't you need to stay in the hospital for a few more days?”
A smile appeared on Genevieve's face. “The glass only caused a little scratch. It's no big deal. Even the doctor told
me to get discharged and not waste money on staying in the hospital. Besides, Ms. Briggs is leaving tomorrow. I've
got to hand over my job properly today so I can move upstairs to work tomorrow.”
Her words made Cassandra's face distort slightly in fury as she slumped into her seat.
If I'd known, I would've hurt her even more.
Around ten o'clock in the morning, Cali went to the Department of Public Information and asked for Genevieve,
saying she had something to hand over to the latter. It made Cassandra's blood boil.
That position was supposed to be mine.
She uncapped her thermos and took a few sips of the floral tea she had made upon arriving at the office.
The moment she placed her thermos on the table, she felt an extreme itch on her face. Then, her heart started
pumping rapidly, and she began to have difficulty breathing.
It was at that moment that Cassandra knew her allergy had been triggered.
Before she could take out her pills from her bag, her strong allergic reaction sent her into shock.
When the surrounding colleagues noticed that something was amiss, they quickly helped her to lie flat on the
ground and administered first aid for ten minutes, which saved her life.
It was already two in the afternoon by the time she woke up in the hospital.
One of the colleagues, who was watching over Cassandra, hurried over after seeing she had opened her eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Cassandra, are you okay? Don't you know you have allergies? You gave us such a scare.”
“I'm only allergic to strawberries,” Cassandra murmured. In fact, a tiny bite of strawberry could cost Cassandra her
life.
“Then why did you eat them?”
“I didn't,” Cassandra responded. She would always check carefully when eating from a fruit bar for fear of her boss
placing strawberries in them. “I only made myself a cup of floral tea when I arrived at the office...”
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she hissed, “It must be Genevieve. She knows I'm allergic to strawberries and
tried to harm me.”
“She doesn't have any grudge against you. Why would she want to harm you? Besides, she never visited your desk.
She was summoned by Ms. Briggs at ten-thirty, remember?” said her colleague.
Feeling agitated, Cassandra parted her lips to say something but quickly decided against it.
I would never eat a strawberry by mistake. It must be Genevieve. I don't know how she did it, but she must've
placed it in my thermos. I couldn't even smell it when I drank from it.
Cassandra gritted her teeth in anger. Just then, a knock sounded on the door, and a man entered.
He seemed to be a patient in the same hospital because he was dressed in a blue and white hospital gown. He was
tall, burly, and handsome-looking, his sharp eyes hidden behind a pair of thin-rimmed glasses.
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