Seeing Bethan cause trouble for Charmaine, Fiona frowned. “Charmaine just said a few things that she should not have said, you don’t have to take it so seriously, do you?”
Bethan shot back at her. “The celebrations just now only took up two minutes of everyone’s workday. Even so, both you and Charmaine took it so seriously, you even wanted to report this incident to Brettley. Then why can’t you take Charmaine’s insult of Shannon seriously?”
As she spoke, she glanced indifferently at Charmaine’s pale, bloodless face and said, “Why don’t I tell Brettley about everything that you said just now and ask him about his opinion?”
Hearing Bethan say that, Charmaine’s face lost all of its color. She bit her lip and glanced at Fiona instinctively, her voice soft and pitiful as she said, “
Fiona…”
Fiona narrowed her eyes slightly, a cunning light flashing through her eyes. A moment later, she pursed her lips and looked at Bethan gently. “Ms. Bethan, you don’t have to tell Brettley about something as minor as this, do you? Brettley has a lot on his plate, he is a very busy man.”
Bethan snorted, “Is he? Even if he’s busy, when the matter involves you, he wouldn’t just ignore it, would he?”
The past few times, Brettley came to the design department personally every single time to play knight in shining armor.
Once, he wanted to fire all three of Bethan’s assistants, and the other time, he tried to force Shannon to apologize again and again.
Was Brettley busy? Bethan did not think so.
Fiona bit her lip as if she was determined to do something. She stood up, bowed toward her solemnly, and said, “Ms. Bethan, I apologize on Charmaine’s behalf. She said something she should not have said and did something she should not have done. Although this has nothing to do with me, she’s my friend after all, I apologize to you on her behalf. I will make sure she writes the review, and I will also have a good chat with her so that the same thing will not happen again in the future. This is between us, let’s not bother Brettley.”
Fiona suddenly stood up and apologized, still so humble and sincere.
This scene made everyone in the office quiet down instantly. Everyone looked at them in shock.
Just a second ago, Fiona and Charmaine were just taunting Bethan, as if they looked down on her, so why was Fiona suddenly so humble and lowly?
What was she hiding?
Bethan frowned. “I didn’t ask you to apologize.”
“I know.”
Fiona bit her lip, a hint of a sob in her voice as she said, “I know some things can’t be amended with an apology. We…we’ll try our best to make up for our mistakes.”
With that, she squeezed at her chest where her heart was, her complexion was pale as a ghost as she supported her weak body on the edge of the table. Seeing this, Charmaine immediately helped her into a chair and asked, “Fiona, Fiona, what happened? I’ll call Mr. Morrison right now! “
“No, it’s fine…”
Fiona leaned on the back of the chair weakly and pointed to her drawer. “Give me my medicine, I ‘ll be fine after I take my medicine. I was just a bit agitated…”
Charmaine bit her lip and hurriedly took Fiona’s medicine out of her drawer and fed them to her. Only then did Fiona’s complexion look slightly better.
She held Charmaine’s hand tightly, her voice faint as she said, “Promise me, don’t tell Brettley… I don’t want him to be distracted by me and my issues anymore.”
Charmaine bit her lip. Although she was reluctant to agree, she nodded when she saw Fiona like this.
Bethan looked at the farce in front of her, her brows screwed together tightly. Fiona looked like she was feigning her discomfort, but somehow, it was too true to be an act. “Ms. Blake, get some rest. If you really don’t feel well, please take time off and go home.”
With that, she sighed, held the bouquet in her arms, and turned back to her office. She might have been drunk on happiness from receiving everyone’s blessings today. That was the only reason why she would argue with a fraud like Fiona who liked to feign illness at a moment’s notice.
Sitting on the chair back in her office, Bethan rubbed between her eyebrows. She could already imagine Brettley barging into her office furiously, intent on settling the score with her.
But unexpectedly, the entire afternoon passed and there was no sign of Brettley. During lunch, Shannon could not help it and asked Bethan whether she received a scalding phone call from him.
Bethan shook her head in answer.
“That’s weird.”
Shannon pouted. “According to Fiona’s personality, she would never suffer in silence like this.”
“Besides, this morning she apologized and even fell sick again. She put on such a big act, it’s impossible that she wouldn’t complain to President Morrison about this.”
Bethan shrugged. “Maybe Brettley hasn’t found the time to visit me yet.”
Besides this, she could not think of any other reason.
In the afternoon, she finally received a call from Brettley. Sitting on her chair, she looked at his name on her phone screen and a cold smirk involuntarily appeared at the corners of her lips. She sucked in a deep breath, and picked up her phone, already ready to be humiliated by him. “Mr. Morrison.”
“Come to my office.”
“Alright.”
She had a document to give to him too.
Bethan walked out of her office with the document in her hands and instinctively looked in Fiona’s direction. Her seat was empty.
Seeing Bethan look in her direction, Charmaine who sat beside Fiona could not help but snort, lifting her chin up at Bethan and said, “Fiona went to see President Morrison, you’re dead meat! “
Bethan narrowed her eyes, she did not have the time nor energy to deal with her, so she turned and walked out of the office with the documents in her hands.
On the way, the more she thought about it the more hilarious she found the situation to be.
Brettley was a brilliant man. He almost exposed her identity several times. But for some reason, when faced with Fiona, he became an idiot with zero mental capabilities, believing everything that she told him, doing everything that she ordered him to.
Those in the know knew that he had feelings for her. Those who did not would think he owed her a life debt.
While she was busy contemplating all these, the elevator pinged.
Bethan sucked in a deep breath, calmed herself down, then knocked on his office door and pushed it open.
In his office, Brettley was watching as Fiona took her medicine.
“It’s so bitter.”
Looking at Fiona’s wrinkled features, Brettley’s lips curled up in a smile and he handed her an apple. “
You’re not a child anymore, the taste shouldn’t bother you.”
Fiona pouted and took the apple; she was about to say something when she saw Bethan who was standing in the doorway.
She pursed her lips and looked at him intimately. “
Brettley, Ms. Bethan is here to see you for work, right? I’ll be leaving now.”
With that, she hurriedly stood up and strode away. When she walked past Bethan, she even gave her a shallow smile.
Bethan frowned in confusion.
“Sit.”
After Fiona left, Brettley frowned and pointed indifferently to the seat opposite him. He had not seen her in a week, now she looked thinner and more haggard than before. Although his heart ached slightly at the sight of her, but…
Bethan frowned and sat down in her designated seat. She raised her eyes and looked at him. “Mr. Morrison, did you ask here to discuss the events of this morning?”
He furrowed his eyebrows, glancing at her in confusion, and asked, “What happened this morning?”
Bethan was shocked. “Ms. Blake didn’t tell you what happened this morning?”
Brettley paused, then laughed, “Are you referring to the celebrations the other staff members organized for you? Fiona told me about it, it’s a good thing that everyone in your department can get along well.”
Then he even laughed in a low voice as he said, “This is the first time you’re treating them to karaoke and a meal, right? When Fiona told me about it just now, I was surprised too. I never thought you would invite her, and even ask her to bring me along.”
Bethan was stunned.
“Besides, this morning she apologized and even fell sick again. She put on such a big act, it’s impossible that she wouldn’t complain to President Morrison about this.”
Bethan shrugged. “Maybe Brettley hasn’t found the time to visit me yet.”
Besides this, she could not think of any other reason.
In the afternoon, she finally received a call from Brettley. Sitting on her chair, she looked at his name on her phone screen and a cold smirk involuntarily appeared at the corners of her lips. She sucked in a deep breath, and picked up her phone, already ready to be humiliated by him. “Mr. Morrison.”
“Come to my office.”
“Alright.”
She had a document to give to him too.
Bethan walked out of her office with the document in her hands and instinctively looked in Fiona’s direction. Her seat was empty.
Seeing Bethan look in her direction, Charmaine who sat beside Fiona could not help but snort, lifting her chin up at Bethan and said, “Fiona went to see President Morrison, you’re dead meat! “
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