Never Too Far Novel

Chapter 1221-1230

Queenie drove her own car and zipped past the traffic. She was feeling different that day. In just two days, her life changed, and it was all because she ran into Nigel.

When she stepped into the hotel lobby, all the receptionists almost gawked. They couldn’t believe this gorgeous and elegant lady was the Queenie they knew.

She had brand-name goods all over her, and the Chanel bag on her arms was the latest model of the season. Even her heels were the latest model of some big-name brand, but they didn’t look showy on Queenie. She was just so gorgeous, they couldn’t even feel jealous about what she was wearing.

“Morning, Yelena,” Queenie said.

“We almost couldn’t recognize you, Queenie.”

Just then, Queenie’s phone rang, and her heart started thumping when she saw who called. “Hello?”

“Where are you?” Nigel demanded.

“I’m in the lobby. Coming right over.”

“Thirty-eighth floor.”

“Right away.” Queenie said bye to the receptionists and went into the elevator.

“I Googled her. Guess what I found?” a receptionist asked.

“What?”

“She’s Brandon Silverstein’s daughter. Her father’s a billionaire.”

Oh, no wonder she’s Nigel’s relative. So she’s from a rich family as well.

Queenie went all the way up to the thirty-eighth floor. The whole story was made up of offices, and Nigel’s office was in the innermost part of the story. It was spacious and modern.

Nigel was wearing a black shirt and black pants. Unlike his usual self, he looked like a dark knight, and he was staring at her. She looks like a proper lady today. It suits her status.

“Happy to be of service, Nigel.” She approached him with a smile and bowed.

He observed her and was more than happy with her attire, and then he led her to her office. “I’ll take you to your workplace.”

Queenie followed him out and entered an office with a big french window inside. There was a spot for her, and the desk next to her belonged to the other assistant.

“This is Cecily. Try to get along,” Nigel introduced.

Queenie quickly smiled at her. “Hello.”

“This is Queenie, my new assistant. Get along with her,” Nigel told Cecily.

There was a warm smile in Cecily’s eyes. “Of course, sir.” Cecily had been working as Nigel’s personal assistant for two years. She was a caring woman, and at twenty-eight years of age, she was capable and mature enough to handle things.

Nigel looked at the time. “Time for a meeting. You ladies get to know each other.”

The moment he left, Cecily’s smile turned into a slight scowl, and she turned to look at Queenie. “Queenie, is it? You’ll be handling the files. I’ll deal with Mr. Manson’s personal life.”

“Sure.” Queenie blinked. Oh, she prepared the clothes for me back in Nigel’s house. I should thank her.

Cecily adjusted her glasses and said solemnly, “There is one rule you must remember: don’t get any ideas about the boss. We’re not allowed to date him. That’s the rule.”

Queenie blinked again. “I understand.”

Cecily gave her another look. “Next time, just come in regular attire. You look too much like a princess in this one. How are you supposed to work if you stand out so much?”

Queenie nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“If the boss’ girlfriend sees you in this attire, she might fire you just because she doesn’t like it,” Cecily added.

That made Queenie curious. “Mr. Manson has a girlfriend?”

“Why do you want to know? Do you think you have a chance?” For some reason, Cecily didn’t like Queenie from the first moment she saw her. Maybe it was because of her looks, or maybe because she was wearing brand-name goods all over. Cecily just didn’t like her.

Queenie quickly waved her hands. “No, of course not.”

“Only uber-rich ladies are worthy of the boss’ love. We’re just the little guys, so give up. His girlfriend was still sleeping in when I sent a set of female clothes to his house, or I would have seen what she looked like if she was awake.”

Queenie’s eyes went wide. “Wait. When did you go to his house again?”

“Yesterday morning.” Cecily rested her chin on her hand. Three days ago, Nigel told her to send a set of clothes over to his house. She thought there must be a lady in Nigel’s house for him to make that request, so she picked some clothes and lingerie from the hotel store and sent them over to his place.

Queenie held her forehead. Oh god, that was me. Cecily thinks I’m Nigel’s girlfriend. “You probably took it the wrong way. She probably isn’t Mr. Manson’s girlfriend.” I need to explain myself.

“She spent two nights at the boss’ place. Of course she’s his girlfriend. I’ve worked as his assistant for two years, and that was the first time a girl was staying over,” Cecily answered adamantly.

Queenie was amused, but she knew arguing was useless, so she smiled. “Anything for me to do?” she asked.

Cecily placed a stack of files on her table. “Turn the PC on and log into the hotel system. I’ll teach you how to handle these.”

“Sure.” She was happy she had something to do.

Cecily had a lot more time on her hands now with Queenie around. She suddenly felt like having coffee. “You free? Get some coffee for us.”

“Sure.” Queenie was enthusiastic about her first job, and she wasn’t averse to doing more work, so she agreed swiftly.

“You need to finish these today. It’s almost the cutoff for the monthly payroll. We can’t delay any longer.”

Queenie was a little surprised. I’ve been working for twenty minutes and I only got through two pages. There’s a stack here. Can I even finish these on time? I think I might have to do overtime. Queenie went and bought some coffee. And she paid it out of her own pocket.

Nigel had lunch with the top brass after the meeting and went for golf in the afternoon. Work hours were already over when he came back to the hotel.

Cecily clocked out on time, leaving Queenie working alone.

Queenie was typing really slowly from the lack of experience in computer work. What was more, she wasn’t too good with numbers, so she had to double or triple check. Work was going at a snail’s pace for her.

Nigel emerged from the elevator. He was just here to get some files, but when he went by the office, he noticed the lights were still on, and there were sounds of someone typing on the keyboard. Nigel took a look and saw someone sitting in front of the computer and typing as slow as a sloth. Queenie? “Why are you still here?” he asked.

Queenie almost had a heart attack. Everyone on this floor should have left. She was the only one working overtime, and him suddenly calling out to her almost scared the living daylights out of her.

But she heaved a sigh of relief when she saw who it was. Her eyes felt dry, so she rubbed them. She then picked the files up and waved them in the air. “Doing overtime.”

He approached her and took a seat beside her. “Do you really work so slow?”

“This is my first job. I have no experience at all.” Queenie typed a few strings of numbers and huddled closer to the screen so she could confirm it was the right number.

Nigel stared at her in awe. Any boss would feel annoyed seeing her work so slowly. She spent a whole day just transferring these files’ info into the system?

Queenie turned around. “So why did you come back?”

“Pack your stuff and clock out. Leave these for Cecily. You’re coming with me for all the appointments I have to handle.” And then he asked, “Did you have dinner already?”

“No. Oh, I owe you a few dinners, so this one’s on me.” She smiled and stood up, but then her calves cramped up from her sitting too long.

“God, my legs are cramped.” She held the edges of the table and sat back down, massaging her calves.

Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I just consider marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment.

“Help me up, Mr. Manson,” Queenie pleaded.

He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but her legs were still numb.

“Don’t come to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted.

Queenie stared at him. “Why?”

not a good assistant. You’re

down on me? She bit her lip. “Fine, I quit. I don’t think I’m fast enough for the job. I don’t wanna waste your money,” she agreed right

The moment he saw her, a smile curled his lips. She was beautiful, curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shone on her almost made her look like an angel, and there was not an ounce of darkness in her eyes. Purity was all

in this society, but Queenie felt different from those ladies. Nigel narrowed his eyes calmly, but there was a hint of admiration in them. When he went by Queenie, he said coolly, “Let’s

car park, and he asked, “Did you drive

“Yeah.”

in my car,”

Nigel drove them to a restaurant he picked. Queenie was starving. She had cafeteria food that afternoon, but it wasn’t

were in his presence, but only she would show him her real self.

moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and snapped,

each other. Don’t give me any trouble this

Leslie. Bonnie is my sister. You slept with her, so you’d better not

asked hoarsely, “You’re giving

happy to bless you two. Not like I ever liked you anyway, and I’m not

“Have you hooked up

“None of your business.”

told me you spent a few nights in his house, and I thought you didn’t

curse, but Leslie had already hung up. She was about to curse him through a text, but Nigel asked

her phone down and nodded. “Yeah. This Friday.” It’s still embarrassing. How should I make

her mind, and she stared at Nigel. Stupidly, she asked, “Do you

you ask?” He

to the calling off of my engagement as my fake boyfriend?

had no interest in that kind of appointment. He refused, “I don’t have time, and

from this. I can treat you

I help you out?” He narrowed

reasonable and within my abilities.” She added, “Not gonna sleep with you,

owe me. And you can’t say no when I wanna cash in.” One meal for a favor from her. This is

spotlight during Friday’s dinner. I’ll show up with Nigel and tell everyone that I dumped him and not the other way around. If I wanna do that, I’ll have to get

Queenie was about to pay the bill, the waiter told her it had been paid for. She looked at Nigel. When did he do that? Great. Now I owe

when they came out, but he drove her straight back

walked toward her million-dollar

Instead, he watched as she revved her car up and drove away from the car park. She rolled

a dark knight protecting his princess. His car was just

knew he was right behind, and it made her heart race. For some reason, she felt safe. When they finally went down different roads,

work, but she was also happy that he would be helping her

night before heading to her room. When she passed by Bonnie’s room, she overheard her talking. Bonnie didn’t

calling off the marriage with Queenie,

Leslie. So she’s

the time. Eight-fifty? She froze for a few moments. Oh no, I’m gonna be late!

back and lay back down. She wanted to sleep, but sleep wouldn’t come to her. In the end, she got out of bed and washed herself up, and then she changed into casual wear before

about to go down when she heard Bonnie say, “Aw, please, Dad. Take me with

with me, but you might get exhausted,” Brandon said

as I can so I can take over in the future,” she said

Miss Bonnie,” a servant

am my father’s

room, and a servant served her breakfast. This servant practically raised her, and she said gently, “You should

to show herself off in preparation for the inheritance. Aside from the masters of the house who seemed to be oblivious about everything, the servants

sip of the chicken soup and smiled. “Your

“But you’ve been having the same soup for ages. You must be tired of

won’t ever get tired

came back, Courtney’s job got harder.

Queenie assured her. It’s Thursday today. The dinner’s tomorrow, and I’m looking forward to

box and noticed that her earrings were gone, she

learning how to manage a company, she was there to get some money out

for the occasion. Even though she didn’t want to get engaged to Leslie, she still had to look better than

earrings away, didn’t you? Give

sneered. “And what proof do you

else would enter

When they need to clean it.” Bonnie dragged

themselves, “We would never take Miss Queenie’s

they won’t. I can’t say the same about you, so hand. Them. Over,” Queenie

with venom. “You’ve had everything you wanted since you were a kid. All I took were some earrings, and you’re lecturing me about it? I needed to pair them up with my dresses, and I

now. Not when she knew about Bonnie’s true colors. If she kept relenting and giving

allowed you to have whatever you want for long enough. From now onward, I’m not giving in to you any longer. What’s yours is yours and what’s mine is mine. Don’t even think about touching anything

bit her lip and sneered, “Isn’t it just a few pairs of lousy earrings?

followed her to the third floor and heard Bonnie flinging the door open before heading to her jewelry case. She took out

her hand out. “Pick them up and

do that. The earrings

eyes flashed coldly. “Since you keep saying that I’m your older sister, I shall do my job as your older sister and teach you some manners.

against Queenie. “You? Teach me manners? What a joke. What

Bonnie by the wrist and shoved her to the ground. As someone who took Taekwondo lessons before, it was easy enough for her to pin Bonnie to the floor by resting her knee against Bonnie’s neck. She pressed Bonnie’s arms against the floor and warned icily, “Bonnie Silverstein, you better not mess with me, or else, I don’t mind running you

that you don’t want me

her knee still. “If you want others to like you and

neck turned red as she screamed, “I can’t breathe! Let go

then, Courtney came upstairs to bring the girls some fruits, and she jumped in fright when she saw the

be doing this, Miss

people deserve to be taught a lesson,” Queenie said

Bonnie was in so much agony that her face had gone pale. “I’m going to die,

her eyes burned brighter. “Queenie, I’ll remember this. From now on,

fact that she was hearing this from Bonnie. She longed to have a loving relationship with her sister and she didn’t want a sister who went against

furious. All Bonnie did was either complain about her to their parents or slander her and pretend to be pitiful to gain their sympathy. Bonnie used every means possible to torment Queenie. That night, Bonnie cried

idea how frightened I was when she pressed

her food. “Please prepare

her first time seeing Queenie stooping to trickery. She pointed at someone and

to the table. She stiffened as Bonnie commanded her to come over. “Come here! You’re my witness. You saw Queenie kneeling on my

anything like that, Miss

Courtney. The look in her eyes said, I see.

said, “Mom, Dad, I did say a few words to Bonnie this afternoon. She took my earrings

Queenie did the right thing this time. In the future, you should ask your sister first before

could tell that Queenie had the upper hand this time, so her only choice was to pout

give you a credit card? You can just buy whatever

just didn’t want to spend money unnecessarily,

with two bags of clothes. I’m guessing that they cost at least 10 thousand!” Queenie

darkly. “Queenie,

Let’s just

of hair off

of hair?” A few moments later, just as Bonnie started drinking her soup, she purposely spooned the hair out of her bowl and exclaimed, “Mom, Dad, I feel so disgusted! I nearly ate a

hair up in a piece of tissue before tossing it onto the table. “I’m not

grew frantic as she quickly defended herself. “Mr. and Mrs. Silverstein, I always wear

trying to imply that

up and came over to pick up the tissue with the hair. She didn’t mind getting

Mrs. Lowman didn’t act

gratitude. Although she knew that Bonnie was setting her up on purpose, she was just a member of the

spoiled, but from the looks of

down her cutlery and walked off, not forgetting to act as if she

about being hated by everyone. She also

heart softened after all that. Even though Bonnie had made a mistake tonight, Maggie didn’t think

It was Friday morning.

room and refused to see him. It was Brandon who welcomed him into the house as the Silversteins and the

father and I discussed everything last night. I will break off the engagement with Queenie and get engaged to Bonnie right after,” Leslie announced

want as well.” Brandon nodded. He was beginning to realize that he and his wife couldn’t control how Bonnie behaved, so he

upstairs to see

kept knocking for ages. It was Queenie who was disturbed by the incessant noise. She opened her door and looked at Leslie who was standing

loss. It was as if Bonnie had suddenly changed into a whole new person overnight. She didn’t care about him anymore and didn’t

anything that Queenie wanted. If Queenie didn’t want it anymore, then Bonnie lost interest in it too. It was the

was fantasizing about

then, Bonnie opened her door. She stood at the door all dolled up, and when she spotted Leslie, she felt a little turned off. “I told you not to come to my house ever again, so why did

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