Chapter 582 Be His Secretary
Chapter 582 Be His Secretary
Chapter 582 Be His Secretary
It cost Tia more than half an hour to dress the wound again. After that, she was going to leave.
When opening the door, she saw Susan right there.
The flush on Tia's face had not yet vanished. The unexpected intimate hug brought her red cheeks
which lasted when she was taking care of Manuel's wound.
Susan watched her, peacefully. She should not have seen what had happened in Manuel's office,
Susan thought. She dashed out in a huff a minute ago but she came back to wait at the door in peace
since she realized her role as Manuel's assistant. She must keep her nerves steady on any occasion,
she told herself.
She waited so long.
"Miss Phillip," Tia called Susan enthusiastically at the sight of her.
Susan nodded slightly, with a touch of coldness.
Her dislike was significant. So Tia kept her pace forward smartly in silence.
"Why do you come here?" Susan couldn't help but ask.
Though she pretended to be calm, her question sounded somewhat jealous.
"I brought Mr Johnson's lunch here," Tia answered hurriedly.
"What a diligent maid." Susan teased.
She almost failed to cover her feelings.
"If only it could help Mr Johnson," Tia responded with a huge smile.
This was a woman in love, Susan deemed.
Susan found herself boring because she was caring about others' relationships.
Thanks to the days in which Tia served Susan, she read Susan and received the message on her
poker face that she was unwilling to talk with her. So she left respectively after greeting her.
Staring at Tia's back, Susan wondered why Manuel was attracted by this girl.
Although Tia was young and she had a good body, nothing made her one of a kind.
Maybe men like girls of the pure kind.
Susan was lost in her analysis.
After a while, she was a bit disappointed with herself.
She shouldn't care about the type of girl that attracted Manuel. Now she was nobody but his assistant.
Gnashing, Susan turned around and watched the door in front.
She warned herself that she must knock before entering Manuel's office in any case in the future.
Then she knocked at the door.
"Come in." Manuel's low voice came through from inside. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
Manuel was enjoying his lunch.
His voice sounded somewhat different from always. So Susan thought he lowered his voice a little bit
because he must have done something with Tia. It was a way of calming himself down, Susan thought.
The man's substantial lunch awakened her appetite. She remembered that she had not yet had lunch.
"You will sit outside and share a room with Lucy," Manuel answered emotionlessly when having his
meal.
"Get it," Susan responded.
The office fell to quietness again.
Susan just kept still watching Manuel enjoying his dishes.
"Do you have anything to ask or report?" asked Manuel.
Susan shook her head and said, "Nothing else."
A flush appeared on her face.
Susan had to admit that this man did have a charming shell.
"Then I will move to my new office." Susan turned around and said.
Manuel nodded and buried his head again for his lunch.
Susan left.
She could feel the surprising coldness in Manuel's attitude to her.
Manuel looked in the direction of the door.
Since Tia helped him dress the wound, he had been enduring hard the pain in his back. So he
pretended to enjoy his lunch to distract Susan from anything different about him.
That was the best way to make her leave there.
He was not sure if being his assistant could be helpful for Susan.
But this was the only thing he could do for her.
Henry got furious in his office room.
The notice of Susan becoming Manuel's assistant lit up the anger which he had been repressing long.
It seemed that Edward was pushing the two of them together. But what made him angry the most was
that Susan had agreed with the arrangement and she even did not inform him about her job rotation.
Gritting his teeth, he could feel Susan's estranging from him. Although she might not do it on purpose,
if things went on like this, he would lose everything.
No way.
He should stop Susan from going back to Manuel.
And Phillips Bank must be his in the end, as well as Susan.
Gritting his teeth, he took out his phone and pressed a number.
"Kick off our plan."
"Now?"
"Now," Henry gnashed.
"OK."
Henry put on a spiteful smile.
He just waited to see how Manuel could turn the tide.
It was 4 pm.
Manuel was briefing the relative teams about the plan for an emergency solution in a meeting room.
When he finished half of his presentation, the door was pushed open without knocking.
"Mr Johnson, Mr Chairman wants a talk with you now."
Edward's secretary appeared at the door, with a significantly anxious face.
Manuel was sure that there was something wrong, so he passed his notebook to Susan right beside
him, and said, "Continue the briefing."
"Me?" Susan asked in shock, with her eyes popping.
Was Manuel kidding her?
She had been absent-minded all the way and now she was asked to hold the meeting.
Manuel did not leave a chance for her to reject. As soon as he finished his instruction, he strode out,
following Edward's secretary.
Embarrassed, everyone was looking at Susan.