Chapter 551 "So you're telling me—a senior executive, in front of the entire company, deliberately provoked a former employee who'd already resigned and taken her own designs, dragged her back into the office, and then let her accuse our new staff member during a meeting? And on top of that, you treat a baseless plagiarism accusation like it's no big deal?" Hawthorne finally closed the folder in his hands and looked up at Yvette. There was a darkness in his eyes she had never seen before.
She was used to his sharpness, his decisiveness. She'd always thought of his personality as cold and forceful- never one for pleasantries or emotional displays. Even with her, he'd never made exceptions, holding everyone in the company to the sstrict standards.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYvette hadn't started out as a senior manager. It was Hawthorne's relentless pressure and high expectations that had shaped her into who she was now.
She could stand on her own now, and she'd always believed Hawthorne respected women like her-why else would he have spent so much effort mentoring her? But today, for the first time, she saw Hawthorne lose his temper to defend a young woman.
Since the day she'd met him, she'd never seen him show such emotion over anyone. Gwyneth was the only exception.
That's why Yvette needed to know why.
She didn't want Hawthorne to simply point out her mistakes-she wanted to know, compared to this inexperienced girl, what was she lacking? "Mr. Everhart was very clear-the company doesn't tolerate nepotism. Then why does Gwyneth get special treatment? Or do your words mean nothing after all?" Yvette could hardly keep herself together.
Hawthorne regarded her coldly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"My decisions are my own responsibility. Gwyneth isn't under your supervision, and you don't need to concern yourself with her. Focus on your own work. I expect this not to happen again." He'd drawn a clear line in the sand-Yvette was forbidden from interfering with Gwyneth.
"Mr. Everhart, I'm not feeling well. I'd like to take three days off." She said it out of pure defiance—she wanted to see if the company could still function without her for three days. "Are you sure?" Hawthorne's tone stayed even, his expression unchanged. Yvette had at least expected a word of concern.
She held her breath, her pride refusing to let her back down after being scolded like that.
"Yes." "Alright," Hawthorne said simply. "Take three days. Get srest." Yvette was left speechless.
I.ne She stared at him as he immediately turned his attention back to his work, making it clear he had more to say. With a toss of her hair, she stormed out.
The secretary, who had been watching the office door nervously, quickly pretended to be busy as Yvette passed.
After work, Gwyneth joined the gdevelopment team for dinner at a trendy fusion restaurant.