A Moment in Destiny

Sylvie was stunned for a while. After a while, she heard someone muttering. Then two figures came into the door of the president's office.

Marley's face was devoid of any emotion, but Tyler's face sank. When he saw Sylvie with a rag, Tyler smiled and recovered his composure. Looking around,he found that the whole office was spotless. For a moment, Tyler was a bit stunned.

When Marley came in again, he noticed the changes in his office. The desks and chairs had been wiped, clean and neat. There was a slight surprise in his eyes. His eyes inadvertently swept Sylvie's face, emotionless.

"Finished cleaning?" Marley asked Sylvie indifferently.

"Well!" Sylvie nodded and said, “You can check it!"

If Marley was picky, she could clean it again. Unexpectedly, he just nodded and said nothing more.

"Miss Sylvie, have you eaten yet?" Tyler asked, with a trace of admiration. He didn’t expect that this girl did as Marley told her without resisting his almost cruel harsh requirements.

Only then did Sylvie found that it was already one o'clock. It turned out that their meeting lasted three hours. And it took her all the morning to clean the office spotlessly. She also had a sense of accomplishment when she looked at the fruits of her labor.

"Not yet?"

"No!" Sylvie shook her head and said, "I’m not hungry!"

"We didn't eat either. Why don't we go down to the restaurant to eat together?" Seeing Marley frowning, Tyler immediately closed his mouth before he finished.

Sylvie also found his displeasure, and Marley said, "Get a carry-out. No time!"

"Well! That's fine!" Tyler agreed happily. “I'll call right away! Marley, what do you want?"

"Make it simple!"

"Is box lunch OK?"

"Alright!" Marley replied.

Sylvie thought he would be more picky about food as a young master of a rich family. Unexpectedly, he even said that he would eat boxed lunch, which made her more impressed with him.

Marley went to the chair, sat down, turned on the computer, entered the password and began to work.

Tyler called to order food. Sylvie didn’t ask more, not knowing if they would order one for her. She took a rag to dry.

Tyler finished the call, pulled the chair and sat opposite at Marley’s desk. "She didn't make trouble, on the contrary, she did a good job!" he said.

Marley didn't say much. He typed calmly and sorted out the data.

When the takeouts came, Sylvie didn't move after seeing that it was for three people as Marley didn't invite her.

eat, and no one asked

look at her, and then at

and handed her the lunch

it after

her angrily, and Sylvie was so scared that she took it and rushed

eating lunch in

full after a few mouthfuls, while both of them ate very fast and seemed very

put down the lunch box, in which there was still half of

look at her. “Well?

a while and said, shaking her head,

have a good meal, no one will stop you.

didn't understand how he suddenly got

were no rice grains

shameful to waste grain!" Marley suddenly

eat that much!"

the

the garbage of the three people with a low

president's office, Marley said in a deep voice to

up as soon as they saw him. Respectfully, they also called in unison,

nodded without expression and said to one of the girls, "Aila, this is your new colleague, Sylvie Mccarthy. In the future, the Secretariat

smiled and nodded

much. He turned back to the president's office.

plenty of air conditioning in the lattice, and several girls looked at her one after another. Sylvie seemed to feel the complex emotions in

Maybe they were jealous that she married Marley, but they don't know

position. Everyone will be colleagues in the future. I'd like to introduce them to you. Maisy, Daria, I'm Aila. My Chinese name

Sylvie nodded politely and made a

chuckled after

was a little confused about her

wife. However, in the company, he does not allow us to call you president's wife,

who loved gossip.Sylvie asked back, "You see it? If he is nice to me,

was talking about cleaning

her clean to give her a hard time. The president, who had always been a strict boss, had been a gentleman

seemed to make them

far, Sylvie Mccarthy was counted as one of

requirements and taboos of Marley. She only knew that Marley was a perfect boss. He did not allow the Secretary to over care about his personal problems, not allow anyone to drink alcohol during work, and no one was allowed to doze during work. In the

Sylvie, is the president the same when he is at

is not allowed

one, I'll