Chapter 1096
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning
Cecilia confidently stated, âWith money, women can be as powerful as men. So, about this transfer request, I want to hear your thoughts. Do you want to continue working with me, or would you prefer to be an assistant at one of our subsidiary companies?â
Blake decisively replied, âI would rather stay and work with you, Ms. Samford. Iâm ready to give my all for you, and I aim to earn a million a year and get rich quickly.â
âThatâs the spirit. Earning a million a year is achievable. Work hard for me, and Iâll make sure youâre well compensated.â After saying that, Cecilia surprisingly pulled out a Lamborghini key. âThis is my new car, but the color doesnât suit me. Itâs yours now.â
Blake eagerly accepted the luxurious car key. When she stepped out of Ceciliaâs office, she felt like she was dreaming. She pinched herself in the stairwell and wondered, âAm I still drunk or dreaming? A luxury car as a gift? Is Cecilia really that wealthy?â
Blake realized it was not a dream. She pocketed the key and returned to her desk, keeping a low profile to avoid envy and suspicion. Upon Blakeâs return, Susan was rummaging through her desk.
âWhat are you doing with my stuff?â Blake asked.
Susan retorted, âYouâre no longer part of the secretarial office. Didnât you know? Mr. Harrison requested Ms. Samford to transfer you. Iâm just helping you pack up so you can leave. Frankly, Iâve always disliked you. You donât deserve to stay here.â
Blake scoffed and slammed her hand on the desk, startling Susan, and said, âSorry to disappoint you!
Ms.
Samford just told me the transfer request was rejected, so Iâm still part of the secretarial office.â
Susan could not believe Blakeâs words and said, âImpossible! Mr. Harrison told me heâd already made you leave.â
Blake crossed her arms and mocked Susan, âSurprised? Donât you know that Ms. Samford has the second highest authority after Mr. Jardin himself? If you donât believe me, go ask her yourself.â
Kevin, standing at the office door in a black suit, exuded an intimidating presence. He approached Blakeâs desk and said, âIâve received the email that your transfer request has been rejected. Blake, come to my office.â
âSure, Iâm not afraid of you,â Blake muttered as she followed behind Kevin.
In the office, Blake looked disdainfully at Kevin and the mountain of paperwork on his desk.
Kevin massaged his temples and asked, âWhat are you thinking? Being with Liam is far better than staying Blake interrupted him, âSo, you knew about last night at Eternal Seasons. You want to transfer me to Liamâs side because youâre worried that Cecilia will harm me?â
âIt doesnât matter what I know. Iâm transferring you because youâre nothing but trouble,â said Kevin.
âYou really know how to anger someone. If you canât speak nicely, why not just keep your mouth shut?â
Blake retorted.
She slammed the Lamborghini key on Kevinâs desk. âSee this? Ms. Samford gave it to me. This key is proof that the salary sheâs offering is more than enough for me to be her assistant, unlike you, a damn cheapskate.â
Kevin looked up sharply, his gaze intense. âBlake, do you really think that I wonât be able to control you just because youâre with Cecilia?â
Blake held her head high, her gaze defiant.
After Blake left Kevinâs office, Susan returned all the items she had packed to their original places.
Blake opened her computer and started playing Minesweeper, not bothering to hide it. She used to play games secretly at work, but now, even if Kevin passed by, she did not flinch.
But the annoying part was Blakeâs proximity to Kevin, constantly reminding her of his presence.