Lambert's gaze fell on Lydia. After a night of rest, her complexion looked much better, which made Lambert secretly breathe a sigh of relief. However, he maintained a cold demeanor as he instructed, "Wait outside for a while. I need to speak with Verna."
Without waiting for a response, Lambert strode into the office, with Verna following closely behind like a submissive wife. Before entering, she gave Lydia a reassuring smile, but to Lydia, it seemed more like a taunt.
Lydia lowered her eyes, smiling bitterly. She had nothing to do with Lambert anymore, so why would Verna feel the need to provoke her?
Meanwhile, inside the office, Verna closed the door and dropped her elegant facade, looking dejectedly at Lambert. The sophisticated and graceful image she usually maintained was nowhere to be seen.
Ever since Lambert started treating Verna like a sister, she had become increasingly "bold" around him. Lambert had come to realize that Verna's refined and eleg
Lambert's cold gaze swept across Lydia's face. "Verna's orders are my orders. Since she's arranged a place for you, report there immediately. I'll have Ivan notify you later."This time, Lydia didn't argue. She worked hard to keep her expression calm and indifferent, accepting the situation with a composed demeanor. "Understood. I'll do my best!"With that, Lydia turned and left without looking back. Her steps were quick, fearing that if she stayed even a second longer, her emotions would collapse.Once Lydia turned the corner and entered the elevator, Verna quickly lowered her hand. "Lambert, was I too harsh just now? I feel like Lydia was really hurt...""Really? I thought she seemed quite happy. Getting away from me is probably what she's been hoping for."Verna was speechless. Wasn't it you who arranged this? And now you're acting all resentful. Sigh, men's minds are indeed more complex than women's.As soon as she entered the elevator,
"Lydia, go to the copy room and print out two copies of the design drafts, quickly!""Lydia, help me fetch the sample clothes from the security desk. They just called to say the package has arrived.""Lydia, go to the warehouse and get some matching buttons; one is missing from the sample garment!"Tasks like these kept Lydia so busy she barely had a moment to breathe, let alone drink water. After just half a day, her legs felt as heavy as lead, barely able to move. The only consolation was that she was becoming familiar with the design department's operations, so she could complete the tasks the designers gave her efficiently.Having such a capable assistant increased the overall efficiency of the design department, but this also meant Lydia was given even more work.After a hectic morning, it was finally lunchtime, but Lydia had no appetite at all.One of the designers, noticing how busy she had been, invited her, "Lydia, since you're new
Lydia froze when she noticed that the small table, which previously held only a water cup and some bread wrappers, now had a delicately arranged thermal lunch box. Her stomach growled with hunger, and she couldn't resist walking over to it.Underneath the lunch box was a note that read, "Miss Lydia, please eat well and take care of yourself!" The handwriting was identical to the note on the door earlier. Warmth filled Lydia's heart, and she no longer felt the urgency she had before. Instinctively, she believed that the person who left the note had already taken care of her absence at work. Otherwise, how could she explain why her phone hadn't rung all this time? She couldn't imagine Stevin letting her off so easily during work hours.Besides, it was almost the end of the workday anyway, and even if she hurried back now, it would be too late. Resigned, Lydia sat down at the table and opened the lunch box.A fragrant aroma filled the air—sweet, rich pumpkin
Thinking about it, Wythe began to feel conflicted again. His mother had just gotten engaged to Uncle Fraine, so why was she back with his father? What would happen to Uncle Fraine now?Wythe opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't ask about it. After all, he had secretly followed his mother back then, and if he brought it up now, wouldn't she find out that he had been spying on her?And Uncle Fraine—if he knew that his mother was still in contact with his father, he would surely be heartbroken, wouldn't he?So, it seemed that for now, he'd better help keep it a secret. Although he didn't know why his mother was doing this, she must have her reasons. He should trust her, right?As a result, with Lydia deliberately keeping it hidden and Wythe choosing to stay silent, Andrew had no idea that the woman he cherished was about to become a maid, and that she would soon be tormented by her vengeful ex-husband.Lydia sighed inwardly, deciding to just endure it. After all, it was only for a
In the grand scheme of things, nothing is more important than eating!Having fully come to terms with everything, Lydia indulged herself without hesitation, unknowingly finishing three bowls.When she finally put down her chopsticks, she noticed Lambert sitting across from her, staring in disbelief with a hint of amusement in his eyes. Her face flushed involuntarily—damn it! She had made a fool of herself again!After breakfast, Lambert and Lydia headed to the office together. Just like the previous day, Lydia was assigned to the design department. As soon as she walked in, she was met with the disapproving glare of her superior."Mr. Stevin, is something wrong?" A bad feeling crept up in Lydia as she asked."Lydia, if I'm not mistaken, this is your second day in the design department. I know you have connections, but could you at least not make it so obvious?""What do you mean?" Lydia was clearly taken aback. She genuinely didn't think she had been acting as if she had any special b
When Lydia and her colleagues met with Lambert, they were greeted by an extremely cold and intimidating demeanor. However, the fury simmering in Lambert's eyes was still enough to send chills down their spines.As Lambert tapped his index finger on the table, everyone fell silent, trembling with fear. Even Stevin, who had been calm just moments ago, began to sweat under Lambert's piercing gaze."Speak," Lambert commanded.Stevin, eager to defend himself, quickly responded, "Boss, it's not that I don't want to give Lydia a chance, but we simply can't afford to keep her! It's only her second day, and she's already caused such a significant loss. If she stays in our department, who knows what else might happen?"Ivan, standing nearby, couldn't help but sneer at Stevin's obvious attempt to undermine Lydia. How foolish! Where did he get the confidence to so blatantly suppress a newcomer? Did he really think everyone else was an idiot?Stevin noticed Ivan's disdainful look and became even m
The situation resolved itself unexpectedly quickly, leaving Lydia both surprised and relieved. She was willing to endure Lambert's difficulties to secure her shares, but if she were dragged into some internal strife within Universal Conglomerate, it would hardly be worth it."Thank you."Lydia expressed her gratitude sincerely. She was genuinely thankful to Lambert. At the very least, clearing her name so swiftly and avoiding taking the blame for others was a good outcome.Lambert stood up and walked toward her, his expression unreadable. Lydia felt a sudden wave of anxiety. When he stopped just a step away, her heart pounded wildly."Lydia, this time you were caught up in something beyond your control. Naturally, I'll help you resolve it. But everything comes with a price. How do you plan to repay me?"His warm breath brushed against her, making Lydia instinctively want to retreat. But before she could move, Lambert's arm wrapped around her waist. "How about a kiss?" he suggested.La
Lydia had taken the time to secretly learn some massage techniques, intending to help ease his fatigue. However, now, as she looked at the once familiar figure before her, standing in the most familiar posture, her heart was filled with bitterness. She couldn't understand how things between them had come to this point, but it seemed there was no way to turn back.They had become strangers, unable to return to the intimacy and sweetness of the past. Life felt bleak, yet there was nothing she could do.Lydia sat down on the edge of the bed with practiced ease and began massaging his shoulders. The firm muscles under her hands gradually relaxed, but her own thoughts were in turmoil.As her warm hands worked busily on his back, Lambert's heart raced, pounding steadily in his chest. The places she touched felt like they were on fire, the heat within him building bit by bit.Uncomfortably, he shifted his body, feeling embarrassed by his reaction. Trying to cover it up, he cleared his throat