"I drank way too much last night. I was almost late this morning. Gabriel turned my alarm off! He didn't even wake me up," Ginger said.Belle checked the time. "You're not late, though. It's not time for work yet.""Did you forget? Receptionists need to clock in earlier."Belle said, "Oh, right. Now that you're at work, what's Gabriel doing?""He was still at home when I left. I told him to feel free to go out and look around. If he wants to stay home, I'll order some lunch for him in the afternoon."Belle asked, "You guys haven't met in so long. Why don't you ask for a couple more days off?""Do you think I have your guts?" Ginger retorted helplessly. "I can't take so many leaves. I only just got a promotion. I shouldn't slack off now, so I'd better get back to work."Belle didn't understand why Ginger was so ambitious. She didn't see Henrietta and asked, "Where's Henrietta?""Who knows? She has the morning shift today. I wonder if she overslept. In fact, she's already conside
Belle didn't vocalize her gratitude. All she said was, "Hold on to that money for now. I'll let you know if I really do need any.""Alright. Don't be so formal with me, alright? We're best friends."Belle looked at Ginger and smiled. She was in a great mood. "Okay."The two of them chatted for a couple more moments before Belle headed to the secretarial department.First, she went to talk to Rosa about quitting.When Rosa heard that Belle wanted to quit, she was shocked. "Why do you want to quit? Mr. Page has been pretty nice to you recently, right?""I just don't want to work here anymore."Rosa couldn't understand. Just like Ginger, she started telling Belle all about how hard it was to enter Page Corporation.Belle said, "I can't do much here. I want to quit and do something else. I want to do something I really like."Rosa thought she wanted freedom. With a pained expression, she said, "You're still young. When you're my age, you'll realize how important a stable job with
The head of the human resources department cleared his throat lightly. Since Belle couldn't stop asking questions, he said, "Your work isn't done yet. Based on our standard protocol, you should've put in your notice a month ago. If you leave now, who's going to be in charge of your work?"I'm in the secretarial department. I don't have much work to do," Belle said."That's impossible. This isn't how things work in Page Corporation. Go back and finish all your work before quitting. Also, you have to rewrite your letter. I can't hand this in. It doesn't fit the criteria."Belle frowned.She had downloaded the template online. How could it not fit the criteria?"Why doesn't it fit?" she asked.He replied, "Go back and read it again. I'm still busy, so I'm afraid you'll have to go back now."The head of the human resources department was afraid that he'd make a mistake the more he spoke.He didn't know why Belle wanted to leave, but he was sure as hell that he wanted to stay. He wa
The policemen began to take Gabriel's statement.Gabriel only got to meet Ginger after a long time. Ginger's eyes began to tear up again at the sight of him. "Are you okay, Gabriel?"He said with a slight frown, "I'm okay. The police just asked me the usual questions. I told them everything I knew. Don't worry."Ginger nodded, and the three of them left the station.Ginger kept lamenting, "I didn't know that would happen to her. I was still talking shit about her this very morning! I was even thinking about how I would scold her when she arrived late.""Don't beat yourself up over it. Her death isn't worth mourning," Gabriel said."I do hate her, but I never wished for her to die. She's useless, but she didn't deserve to die—especially not in such a cruel way."Gabriel replied, "You don't have anything to do with her death. You didn't do anything wrong. Don't waste your emotions on her."Belle glanced at Gabriel.The police definitely wouldn't say a word about how Henrietta di
Sam had started the car and was on his way back to the company.Belle seemed to have suddenly thought of something as she turned to Grayson."I thought you had a very important meeting this morning? How did you find the time to come out?"Grayson wanted to explain that she was more important than any meeting that could exist.But the words never came out. He had never been one to flatter others, and he decided that spilling the truth would only do more harm than good.He remembered that she mentioned that she would shun anyone coming to her with unsolicited affection.Thus, he decided to gloss it over with an excuse."The meeting was already over."Sam was dumbfounded as he wondered what the stakeholders waiting for Grayson in the meeting room were doing at the moment.He glanced at Grayson through the rearview mirror but did not dare speak up.Belle did not probe further and just stared out the window, deep in her thoughts.Grayson explained, "Henrietta's death will be hand
Belle frowned as she approached the old couple. "I heard you were looking for me?"As soon as Margaret saw Belle, she swiftly stood back up and tried to pounce on her.Belle was about to dodge the strike when Grayson appeared to shield her from danger.Grayson grabbed ahold of Margaret's hand as his expression turned for the worst. "What are you trying to do?"His terrifying gaze snapped Margaret back to her senses. After a few seconds, however, she began to cry again."I just want to find my daughter, please … I just want my daughter …"He let go of her hand in response. "And who are you trying to find right now?""Her! I'm looking for her because she hid my daughter away!"Belle frowned as Margaret's finger pointed at her.Grayson quickly intercepted. "What evidence do you have to prove that she hid your daughter away?""I do have evidence! Monica gave me a call before everything happened! We were chatting when all of a sudden, she said Belle's name!"I tried to ask who sh
Noticing Grayson's grim expression, Sam quickly ordered for security to bring Margaret back to her feet.Grayson then turned to Sam and angrily demanded, "Call the police!"Thomas tried to ease the situation. "Mr. Page, please calm down. We'll be on our way."He then swiftly brought Margaret with him and exited the building.Grayson swept a glance across the journalists before turning back to Belle. "Go back to your desk!"Belle just stared at the old couple leaving. Margaret was still crying her heart out while being dragged away by Thomas."Give me back my daughter! Give Monica back to me! If anything happens to her, I'll fucking kill you! God…"Belle frowned before turning away to follow Grayson back to their office.Sam remained at the reception area as he surveyed the journalists. "You know what to do, I presume?"The journalists were easily intimidated. "Of course, don't worry about it. Nothing happened today."Sam politely stated his regrets, "Sorry for the trouble, ev
Belle asked, "Would you do something like that?""Absolutely not. I'd never hurt my parents' feelings like that."Belle nodded in agreement. "I wouldn't do such a thing either, even if my parents were still alive. At the very least, we can tell that Mrs. Waller really does care for Monica."She quietly reprimanded Monica for being ungrateful and causing distress to her loving parents.Grayson tried to console Belle with a gentle tone."My parents love you like the daughter they've never had, so you can reciprocate their feelings as well. Think of them as your own family; they'll appreciate it."Belle was cheered up as she thought about Yolanda and Alfred. While they could never replace her actual parents, they still gave her unconditional love like a parent would have."I love them as well," replied Belle.Grayson was simultaneously delighted and annoyed by her response. He wondered why she loved his grandfather and his parents but not him.He felt like he was a disappointme