“Prisley is pregnant. I want to know whose child it is.”A flicker of surprise flashed in Jennifer’s eyes. She replied, “You’d better ask her about that.”“If she doesn’t want to tell you, then I have no right to say anything.”Heather returned to the office without getting the answer he most wanted, still feeling a bit down.But at least Jennifer agreed to help him.He dove into his work, trying to focus on the tasks at hand.However, things didn’t go smoothly without Prisley. The other assistants did things to his dissatisfaction.During busy times, he couldn’t help but think of Prisley’s efficiency and competence, and he felt a pang of loss.Filla found excuses to visit Heather’s office several times, but each time Heather sent her away, saying he was busy. Filla left, frustrated.Although Filla wasn’t completely useless and could provide some good proposals, most of them were routine tasks submitted by employees, lacking the vision and capability of a department leader.One day, P
“Is it Heather’s child?”Steve stared into Prisley’s eyes, trying to read her expression.Prisley’s face went cold. “Sorry, Steve, you don’t need to know.”“Goodbye.” She quickly exited the restaurant.Actually, she fled the restaurant.Those painful photos were already enough for her to suffer alone. Now, to have them exposed and relive the pain in front of others—it was just too much for her.She hadn’t done anything wrong. Why did sadness always come to torment her?Meanwhile, in Heather’s office, Filla was handing over some documents and discussing data issues with Heather.When Steve pushed the door open, Filla's position created an illusion, as if she were leaning on Heather.Steve's anger instantly surged to his head.Steve said to Filla with a blank expression, “You should go first. I have something to discuss with Heather.”Filla sensed the change in atmosphere. The usually gentle Steve now seemed like a volcano ready to erupt. She gave a nervous smile and left quickly.Heath
Prisley returned to the office, her smile a bit stiff. The last part of her talk with Steve had stirred up memories she didn’t want to face.Mark walked in with his usual warm smile. “What’s wrong, Prisley? Not feeling well?” He immediately noticed something was off and gently rubbed her arms.Prisley quickly composed herself and forced a light smile. “I’m fine, just a bit tired.”Mark gently hugged her, caressing her slightly rounded belly. “Why don’t you take a break from work and rest at home? We can talk about work after the baby is born.”His voice was soothing and chased away Prisley’s gloom.Prisley sighed, feeling warm and touched. “I’m okay. I can work.”Lately, her emotions had been all over the place. Since she became pregnant, even small things affected her more, and she’d occasionally cry over minor issues. Mark always showed up just when she needed him, wrapping her in his tenderness and care.“Are you sure? Really?” Mark asked with concern.Prisley nodded and smiled at
When Prisley received Steve's call, she was fully focused on her computer screen, fingers typing away quickly on the keyboard.Hearing Steve's serious tone, her heart tightened. Her instincts told her that something was wrong."Good morning, Prisley," Steve's voice came through, sounding a bit urgent. "I need your help with something important.""What is it? Go ahead.""There was supposed to be a meeting this morning with the project manager from your joint venture team, but I've just heard he was in a car accident and got seriously injured. Can someone on your end step in?"Prisley was shocked. "Really? I hadn’t heard about that. Let me verify it.""Today's meeting is critical," Steve said, a hint of frustration in his voice. "It affects the project timeline, and decisions have been delayed for a while now. If we keep pushing it back, the whole schedule will be impacted."Prisley nodded, though Steve couldn't see her. "Understood, Steve. I'll arrange someone to take over right away."
Due to Bob’s earlier mistakes that caused inefficiencies at work, this meeting felt especially complicated, with clear disagreements between both parties. Multiple projects were stuck with no agreement in sight.Time ticked away. The mood in the room grew more and more stifling. It was nearly noon, but they weren’t even halfway through the agenda.Prisley rubbed her temples, feeling more exhausted than usual due to her pregnancy. Long discussions drained her patience and energy.She took a discreet breath, trying to boost her energy, but the fatigue washed over her like a tide, overwhelming her will. She struggled to maintain a calm expression, but the tiredness in her eyes was hard to hide.Sitting at the far end of the table, Heather’s gaze casually swept across Prisley’s face. In that moment, he caught the fatigue she was trying to conceal.His brow slightly furrowed, and a wave of sympathy quickly rose in his heart. He knew Prisley too well; she would never ask for special treatme
Prisley arrived home to find Mark pacing anxiously in the living room. He had already been informed by Jack that Heather had also attended the meeting.Mark was uneasy, worried that there might have been some interaction between Prisley and Heather. Thankfully, Jack had reassured him that there had been nothing unusual on Heather's end. He and Prisley had not had any direct contact and had even sat far apart from each other.Yet, the tension in Mark’s mind hadn’t fully eased. He was still afraid that there might be something happening in the shadows that he couldn’t control.Prisley looked visibly tired. She changed into loose-fitting loungewear and slumped lazily onto the sofa.Mark, feeling her exhaustion, gently massaged her shoulders. "I told you not to go. See? Now you're worn out."Prisley closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth from Mark’s hands. A faint smile appeared on her lips, tinged with a bit of helplessness. "But I couldn’t miss work. The project is already behind. If I le
“No, Prisley, you're lying. You don't love him,” Jennifer said softly but firmly.Prisley felt a sharp pain, her body trembling slightly. The smile vanished from her face.She grasped Jennifer's arm in panic, her eyes filled with unease and vulnerability. “Jenny, how do you know?”Jennifer's lips curled into a sly smile, but her eyes showed deep understanding and care. “Who knows you better than I do?”She pulled Prisley into a tight embrace, tears slipping down her cheeks. “You're such a fool. You don't share your troubles with me. Do you even see me as a good friend?”Prisley couldn't hold back any longer. Her tears flowed freely, streaming down her pale face. “Of course you're my best friend. That's why I didn't want to burden you with my problems.”“Idiot! Sharing your pain with me will lighten it by half. Do you understand?” Jennifer scolded.Jennifer cried for a while, her tears flowing non-stop. She blew her nose hard, then used a tissue to wipe the tears from Prisley's face.“
When Jennifer arrived at the Warner Group’s CEO office, she felt like a heavy stone was weighing on her chest, burdened with a sense of unease.Upon entering, everything in the office area appeared orderly. Under soft lighting, the secretaries were busily typing away.A secretary, with a professional smile on her face, politely asked, “Do you have an appointment with Mr. Rynn?”“Uh… no,” Jennifer hesitated, her tone uncertain. She hadn’t expected it to be so difficult to see Heather. A big company like Warner really was different.The secretary’s smile didn’t falter, still polite and composed. “I’m sorry, but without an appointment, I can’t arrange a meeting. Is there something you’d like to discuss with his assistant?”Jennifer was annoyed. “I have something important to talk to him about. It’s personal! You can’t stop me.”The secretary maintained her professional smile. “I’m sorry, even if it’s personal, you still need to speak with his assistant first. If Mr. Rynn agrees to see yo