After Marrying My Boss

Michael ignored my question and his gaze intensified.

“Michael, are you hiding something from me? Did you find out about something?”

I glanced at Michael and asked in a serious tone. Michael was behaving too oddly today for me to ignore.

“Nope. It's late. Let's go back home.”

Michael gave me one last look before diverting his attention away.

I knitted my eyebrows, obviously displeased by his answer. Michael must know something but he refused to disclose it. I was fuming with anger at the thought.

After returning to the Shaw residence, I wanted to continue pestering Michael about Mrs. Campbell's matter. However, Michael appeared to be disinterested in having a conversation and he went to bed immediately after taking a shower.

Hence, I had no choice but to bury those thoughts. Nevertheless, I was determined to ascertain the truth, or else I would feel like an idiot.

These few days were exceptionally tiring for me. Michael was already gone by the time I woke up. Hence, I did not have the opportunity to ask him about Mrs. Campbell's matter.

In addition, I was occupied with work and quickly forgot about my question.

After days of looking for a job, I decided to work in a small company. It was tough looking for a company that fit my requirement. Thus, I decided to work in a company that was about to close down. If I could bring the company back to life, then it would be a valuable skill worth uplifting myself with.

Everyone from the Shaw family disagreed with my choice. They were of the view that with my status in the Shaw family, I should not work at a company that was about to close down. If I wanted to, I could get any job that I wanted and there was no necessity to get myself involved in the mess.

Knowing that their intentions were genuine and kind, I could feel the warmth in my heart. However, that did not make me change my mind. I stared at Michael and he too did not stop me from doing what I wanted.

After working with the company for a few days, I found out that the company was riddled with all kinds of problems. The rectification of those problems would be insurmountable. However, I was confident that I could save the company.
Michael ignored my question and his gaze intensified.

“Michael, are you hiding something from me? Did you find out about something?”

During this period, I kept receiving calls and messages from Mrs. Campbell reminding me to take good care of myself.

Although it felt weird, I was grateful for her kind gesture.

Today, as I was browsing the company's reports, a young lady barged into the office suddenly. She was young and appeared to be four or five years younger than me. Armed with a pretty face, she wore a pair of sunglasses and was dressed in branded clothes. Undoubtedly, she came from a wealthy family.

I frowned at the presence of the lady who showed up abruptly. Putting aside my work, I raised my head and looked at her.

“Hello, may I know who you are?”

I spoke in a nonchalant tone while sizing her up.

“You are Anna Garcia?”

She took off her sunglasses and started scrutinizing me as well. Her eyes were full of rivalry.

“Yes I am. And you are?”

I immediately frowned upon realizing that she was here to cause trouble.

“My name is Janette Campbell. I'm looking for you!”