Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1075 A Monster in Disguise

When I saw the state of my office, I told Atticus, "I'll call you back later."

"Sure," Atticus said, and he hung up the phone.

I looked at Carol, who seemed furious, and asked, "What's going on?"

Adelaide immediately jumped in. "Ms. Chloe, it's all my fault. When you and Ms. Carol weren't in the office, I was so busy that I forgot to tidy up your office."

Her explanation sounded reasonable, but the current situation told a different story. Was my office really in such a mess just because I wasn't around?

She was eloquent, but I wasn't buying it. It was evident that someone had messed with my office while I was away.

Carol looked at me, intending to explain, "Ms. Chloe-"

"Ms. Chloe, don't blame Ms. Carol. It's my fault. Ms. Carol wasn't here, and I should have taken more responsibility. It's all my negligence."

Adelaide humbly apologized and glanced at Carol, speaking cautiously, "Ms. Carol, I'm not trying to complain. I understand that you might have had something to attend to. I'm just explaining."

Chloe, please wait a moment.

up. My gaze met Carol's, and I calmly said,

for a moment. I remained composed. She turned and walked out

to my desk and noticed some grease stains on it. It seemed

on the chair, originally a clean white linen, was now wrinkled

and tossed it across the desk, then reached for a few alcohol wipes. I wiped down the desk, removing any traces, before finally

Adelaide, who efficiently cleaned up my

cushion I had thrown away and looked at me with a questioning

remarked, "I don't want something others have sat

the intercom button and called Carol back in, instructing, "Arrange for someone to

her eyebrows slightly and left

paled slightly and she avoided

I had Adelaide compile and distribute various reports. This month, the sales figures for the marketing department reached a new high,

with everyone, so I prepared some comparative

Adelaide let go of the report stack k when handing it to Carolet caused the papers to scatter on the

back

Carol, I'm sorry. Let me pick those up!" She pretended to be careful and diligent, bending down to collect the scattered