Chapter 907
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Position: Intern jewelry designer.
Intern? Millieâs eyebrows arched. Such a foundational role.
The morning hours waned, and still, no one enlightened Millie on her duties.
Her desk remained barren.
On numerous occasions, the urge to question those nearby welled up within her, yet those individuals
appeared keen on maintaining a certain distance. They either feigned ignorance of her inquiries or
promptly moved away without acknowledgment.
Unbeknownst to her, Rosie had discreetly instructed the others through the design departmentâs group
chat to remain tight-lipped and contribute more actively.
The consensus was clear: Ms. Astleyâs desire was for everyone to marginalize Millie.
Despite Millieâs status as the presidentâs spouse, self-preservation guided their decisions to distance
themselves from her. Rumors had circulated within the company that Mrs. Thomas held a strong
aversion to Millie, with speculation of an impending divorce looming over them.
Millie stood, and ventured to locate Rosie. Yet, finding an empty managerâs office, she retraced her
steps and resumed her seat.
Lunchtime arrived, and the office emptied into the canteen, Millie among them.
The canteen of the Thomas Group sprawled across two floors, the upper one reserved for the elite.
Millie secured her meal on the first floor, her mind whirring with the morningâs insights into corporate
culture.
Upstairs, Marcus too made his way for lunch. His gaze drifted downwards, catching sight of Millie
seated in solitude at a corner, engrossed in her meal.
His brows furrowed. The entirety of his morning had been consumed by a meeting centered around the
viability of financing for the Tea Mountâs tourism expansion. Consequently, there had been no
opportunity for him to inquire about Millieâs circumstances.
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As Marcus contemplated enlisting Derekâs assistance to summon Millie,
Millie rose from her seat and exited the canteen.
His fingers danced across his phone, sending her a brief inquiry.
âAre you alright?â
Upon her exit from the canteen, Millie coincidentally spotted Rosie and Emerie, who were arriving for
lunch. In a deliberate act, they feigned obliviousness to her presence and hastened their entry into the
canteen.
Millie pivoted, narrowing her gaze, and promptly responded to Marcusâ message.
âNot bad.â
Having resolved to commit to the design department, Millie refused to be deterred by minor setbacks.
She fortified her determination, acknowledging that she wouldnât be easily ousted from her role within
the design department.
In the afternoon, as the vibrant hum of work faded into the silence of the closing day, Millie was
confronted by Emerie, who approached her with a thick stack of materials.
âMillie, Iâm sorry, I was ensnared in a web with Ms. Astley today and couldnât guide you through your
tasks on time. Youâll have to work overtime, memorizing the job responsibilities of the jewelry
department. Ms. Astley will be your examiner on the morrow.â