The Cherished Wife

As Janet spoke, she pretended to open the bag of coffee beans. Hearing Janet's words, Becky could not help but smirk inwardly.

"Oh, there's no need for that. It's such an expensive item. I really shouldn't. Besides, I don't have much time. Ms. Baker, if you have something to say, please get straight to the point. If it's within my duties, I'll certainly do my best." Janet froze for a moment at Becky's response. "It's nothing, really. It's just that, the other night... I wasn't in a good state of mind and acted out of line. I wanted to apologize, Becky. You're not still mad at me, are you?"

As Janet spoke, she reached out, attempting to take Becky's hand. Becky flinched, feeling goosebumps rise all over her skin. She could not believe how far Janet would go, pretending to be sincere for Charles' sake. Janet clearly looked down on her, yet here she was, putting on this act.

"What's wrong? Are you still upset with me?" Janet pouted, looking at Becky with a pitiful expression. To anyone else, it would have seemed like Becky had wronged her.

Becky curved her lips into a slight smile, but her gaze was cold. "Ms. Baker, you must be kidding. Why would I be angry with you? We barely know each other, so there's no reason for me to be upset.

need. After all, you're not under anyone's supervision at Collosus Group. I'm just a mere secretary, and I certainly don't have the

turned to leave, Janet gritted her teeth and forced herself to speak up. "Why does it have to be

secretary. Whatever he instructs, I follow. You should be well aware of what kind of person Mr. Hoffman is.

Becky walked off without looking back. She left Janet standing there,

previously only worked because Charles had allowed it. He must have known about the switch with the lottery box that night as

determined she became to be with him, wanting nothing

let out a heavy sigh, feeling a bit exasperated. Just then, Ronald called her over. "If Janet asks you for anything in the future,