After the incident, Josie’s popularity in the design department was no longer what it used to be. People would gossip whenever she was around. Those that were extreme would deliberately bump into her just to insult her.

She put up with all of it.

“It’s alright.” She would comfort herself. It was nothing compared to her salary.

At night, Dexter reached home late after attending an unplanned meeting.

He shrugged off his coat and changed into his indoor slippers. As he was about to head upstairs, he noticed a slim figure curled up on the sofa.

The woman seemed to be restless. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she mumbled in her sleep.

He went up to her and listened.

“Get out of my way, you bunch of stupid admirers… Stay away… Let me earn my money…”

He furrowed his forehead speechlessly.

How badly off is she that she’s even dreaming about earning money?

At that moment, the laptop screen before Josie flickered. Dexter noticed an interior design plan opened on the screen.

Although it was just a rough draft, Josie’s ideas and thoughts that went into the design were apparent. Every stroke of the drawing showed off her skill and talent in designing.

A rare look of admiration flashed across Dexter’s face. But he was bewildered.

Why was she under the radar for all these years if she had such talent?

“Nghh…”

over in her sleep. A teardrop fell from her eye and sunk into

watched as she

“Dad…”

The cold glint in his eyes turned

maid’s voice rang across the room. Dexter made a silent

“Bring her a blanket.”

around and went up the

The next day.

woke from her sleep. She was confused as the blanket draped

The maid’s voice rang in Josie’s ears as she exercised her stiff shoulders and said, “Thank you

another word, Josie hurried upstairs to freshen up. The maid

managed to clock in just

employees when a strong

lost her balance and staggered. She would have become the company’s joke if she didn’t hold on to the nearest thing just

looked up with a frown to see one of her past

man’s look of disdain

She was speechless.

that hares may pull dead lions

“Get in.”

at the

looked over to see a deep-set pair

I’ll just wait for the next

her arm and pulled her into

stumbled and was about to

The pain she was

her throat as the man’s

was on his

Dexter furrowed his forehead.

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