Knowing it was futile to argue with Pierre, Calla stood up and said, "You're a top lawyer, I can't win against you in a debate. But from now on, let's keep our distance, Mr. Garland. Please understand where I'm coming from."After saying this, Calla turned and stormed off toward the door."What kind of distance are you talking about?" The voice behind her suddenly asked as she reached the door.Calla paused, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and looked at Pierre seriously. "The kind of distance that should exist between a normal employer and a normal employee."Without waiting for Pierre's response, Calla turned and left his office.After leaving Pierre's office, Calla walked around the hallway and noticed many people gathered in twos and threes, whispering to each other. When they saw her, they quickly dispersed.Calla knew that these people were gossiping about her relationship with Pierre. She understood that she couldn't stop the rumors, so she decided to keep her di
Calla was furious upon hearing the gossip in the break room. Knowing that arguing with them now would be pointless, she turned and walked away. As she turned, she suddenly saw Natasha standing behind her, looking awkward. With a frown, Calla went back to her office.She placed her still-empty cup on the desk and slumped into her chair. At that moment, Natasha walked in, glanced at the dejected Calla, and then closed the door behind her."Ms. Sherman, Faith is the kind of person who thrives on chaos. Don't let her get to you," Natasha advised as she approached the desk.Though Calla was unhappy, she knew Natasha was right. She composed herself and reassured Natasha, "I'm fine. Don't worry.""By the way…" Natasha then lowered her voice. "I found out what Faith's background is.""What is it?" Calla asked, looking up."It has to do with Mr. Garland… It turns out that he has a longtime girlfriend named Wanda Jensen. I heard that she's an artist who travels around the world for exh
Alicia carefully examined the corner of Calla's mouth. Seeing the wound there, she furiously exclaimed, "Why is Peggy everywhere I look? You should have had Pierre hit her a few more times and knocked her teeth out. We'll see if she still talks so much then!""All these issues started with those few slaps. Besides, Peggy didn't lose out this time; she got over ten thousand dollars in medical expenses," Calla said, frowning."Peggy is just a nuisance, and she only causes you minor inconveniences. Faith is the dangerous one. You can't let your guard down with her!" Alicia reminded her."What else can I do? She uses underhanded methods." Calla groaned."So what's your plan?" Alicia asked as she cast Calla a worried look.Calla fiddled with her cutlery for a while. "I'm thinking of resigning," she said after some time."Resigning? That's your solution?" Alicia's eyes widened in disbelief."Well, what do you suggest I do? The rumors about Pierre and I are spreading like wildfire. I
"That's me. May I ask who you are?" Calla thought the woman might be here to settle an account, so she smiled politely at her.Upon hearing Calla's voice, the woman stalked arrogantly toward her in high heels. She scrutinized Calla up and down before asking, "You're Calla Sherman?""Yes, I am. May I—" Calla barely nodded when the woman suddenly raised her hand and slapped Calla hard across the face.The loud slap echoed throughout the large office. The hit was so strong that Calla's ear went deaf for a moment, and she staggered in her high heels. Natasha caught her just in time to prevent her from falling."Who are you? How could you just hit people out of nowhere? Do you know where you are?" Natasha immediately demanded, pointing at the woman.Glancing at Natasha, the woman removed her sunglasses to reveal a face with exquisite makeup. She then sneered, "You must be new here. No wonder you don't recognize me."Still supported by Natasha, Calla shook her head vigorously, trying t
Her voice was loud, not because she intended to shout, but because she was scared and couldn't hear herself. Everyone was surprised when they heard her words that echoed throughout the room.Pierre immediately stepped forward to support Calla, asking, "What's wrong?"Calla, who couldn't hear him, kept repeating the same thing. "I can't hear. I can't hear anything…"Pierre quickly said, "I'll take you to the hospital!"He then grabbed Calla and started to leave. As Calla couldn't hear what he said, she simply followed his lead, trusting that Pierre would help her."Pierre..." Wanda called out, frowning as she saw Pierre hurriedly leave with Calla. She was frustrated that he wasn't paying attention to her at all."I didn't even hit her that hard. How could she have lost her hearing?" Wanda muttered to herself after Pierre had left."I bet she's faking it. She's full of tricks!" Faith interjected at that moment.Hearing this, Wanda glanced at Faith and agreed to what the latter
Seeing Calla, Mercer pushed Pierre aside and grabbed Calla's shoulders. He urgently asked, "What's wrong? Where are you hurt?" He scrutinized her from head to toe, relieved to find no external injuries except for the swelling on her left cheek.Calla saw his mouth moving but couldn't hear a word. His furrowed brows and worried eyes showed his concern. Meanwhile, his firm grip on her shoulders gave her a sense of security. She hadn't realized that Mercer cared about her. At the very least, he had rushed to the hospital as soon as he heard about her injury."I..." Calla could not find it in herself to speak. At this moment, she must have been too nervous to speak.When Mercer noticed her struggle, he turned to Natasha and grabbed her arm. "What's wrong with her?""Ms. Sherman's ears... She's having hearing issues. She can't hear anything right now," Natasha replied truthfully.Taken aback, Mercer looked at Calla's swollen face again and pressed Natasha further. "Who hit her? How d
Pierre didn't hold back this time. He swung at Mercer, landing a punch of his own. "She's not your property. What right do you have to rebuke me?"Having been hit, Mercer lost all control and started exchanging blows with Pierre.Seeing the chaotic scene, Calla grew anxious and frustrated. Although she couldn't hear what they were arguing about, she could guess it was related to her being slapped."Stop fighting!" Calla tried to shout.But they didn't listen. Their punches flew like raindrops, making it impossible for Calla to get close to them.In her distress, Calla felt her headache and tinnitus worsen before her vision blurred. She started to collapse."Ms. Sherman!" Natasha, quick to react, caught Calla just in time. "Stop fighting! Ms. Sherman has fainted!" Natasha yelled at the fighting duo as she struggled to support Calla.Hearing Natasha's words, Mercer and Pierre immediately stopped and rushed over."Calla, are you okay?" Both Mercer and Pierre spoke at the same time
With serious expressions on their faces, the two of them communicated through back-and-forth typing. Unlike before, where a single word uttered with emotion led to a heated argument, this method of communication seemed relaxed and didn't hurt each other's feelings.Soon, a nurse brought breakfast for Calla. Since the bathroom was unoccupied, Calla slipped into it and stood in front of the sink. She couldn't help but frown as she looked at herself in the mirror.The left side of her face was swollen, and her appearance was weary. Touching her face, she thought wryly about how her face had been through a series of slaps recently. However, she hadn't expected to end up in the hospital because of a single strike.After freshening up, Calla walked back into the hospital room and saw Mercer quietly sitting on a chair, waiting for her.Upon seeing her, he gestured toward the meal on the bedside table, indicating she should eat.Calla nodded and sat on the bed. Just as she took a bite