NovelOnlineWhen I got back to the office, Clyde had his assistant march straight into the Design Department with a stack of files and plopped right next to Rachel. "If you won't cup, I'll cdown. Either way works for me." "What would you like for our afternoon snack? I've ordered cherries and strawberries. You love strawberry yogurt, don't you? Got that for you too." Clyde, going out of his way to be nice, left everyone around us utterly gobsmacked.
Especially when he mentioned Rachel's favorite treats, all eyes turned to me.
Everyone knew I had a soft spot for those "girly" snacks, something Lina once said showed my childlike spirit.
Back in college, it was the same, and Clyde never missed a chance to teaseabout never growing up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut whenever he made a little extra from his part-tjobs, he'd always remember to treatto sdessert, a habit I ended up holding onto.
Especially before the cancer cback, I would treat everyone to afternoon tea, almost always picking something with a strawberry twist.
Seeing the bandage at the back of Clyde's head, our colleagues immediately started speculating in the group chat.
[Did Mr. Patterson hit his head? Everything he ordered is Melanie's favorite.] [Maybe, maybe, I've read like this. Amnesiac CEO, chasing his wife to the crematorium.] [Really? Do his orders still count then? Could he be legally irresponsible?] As my colleagues edged closer to the truth, panic set in.
If people found out the CEO of Patterson Group was experiencing memory issues, it would definitely affect the company. Clyde's presence in the Design Department stirred up whispers.
Finally, Lina couldn't hold back.
"Mr. Patterson, if you're trying to woo someone, do you have to do it right out of the office? You're disrupting our work." "And all these flowers, and snacks, why don't you two go out to eat and not disturb the working atmosphere, huh?" With Lina breaking the ice, everyone else began to grumble.
"Yeah, who are you showing off your lovey-dovey act to?" "Work is hard enough without having to watch the boss and his little sweetheart spread their love around." "Speople's intentions really make you wonder, wasn't she supposed to be Melanie's good friend?" murs continued, leaving The Clyde à a sour look on his act he also knew he was in the wrong, as he offered no explanation.
But Rachel couldn't sit still any longer. She slammed her hand on the table and glared at Clyde.
"Just go!" Her eyes were teeming with tears, as if she was deeply wronged.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI had just finished discussing a partnership and rushed out to smooth things over.
"Alright, everyone, cut it out. This has nothing to do with Rachel." "And you're the saint, huh? Why didn't you speak up earlier?" Clyde lashed out atagain, but before I could retort, he was already standing in front of me. "Melanie, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You've been trying to seducesince college! It'sand Rackel who are the item here. 1 could never be interested in you, so stop playing your games in front of met Lettell you, Melanie, back in school you..."
"Clyde, that's enough!" Rachel's voice cracked with a sob, her tears nearly unstoppable. "Do you think I'm not embarrassedIs it because you wanted to be your assistant? Fine, fl move my stuff right now."
Rachel cleaned her tears fiercely, then bent down to hurriedly gather her files from the desk. The content e is on novelenglish.net! Clyde and I tried to help, but she refused us both.
Finally, she stood at the door with a box in her hands, turning back to Clyde.
"Mr. Patterson, aren't you going back? Planning to stay in the Design Department? "Fine, I'm going back now, let's go!" Clyde didn't even glance at me, following her out immediately.
The office finally fell silent.
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