Wooing My Ex-Wife

At this moment, Isaac led Whitney to the quiet, deserted end of the corridor before handing over the documents he was holding. “This is the document Mr. Newton requested I deliver to you. He asks that you compose a summary and send it to his email before the end of your workday.”

Feeling the weight of the files in her hand, Whitney nodded. “Okay, I’ll start on it. But, what’s wrong with you?”

She noticed the pallor on Isaac’s face.

Isaac appeared somewhat awkward, cleared his throat to conceal his embarrassment, and replied, “I caught a cold last night… If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way now.”

As she watched him hastily depart, a flurry of questions filled Whitney’s mind.

What’s going on?

Unaware that she had become the subject of conversation throughout the entire logistics department, Whitney remained puzzled by Isaac’s situation.

Upon her return to her desk, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that her colleagues in the logistics department were casting peculiar glances in her direction.

Nonetheless, Whitney had no intention of getting drawn into the office gossip. Since her arrival in the logistics department, it had seemed like the idle chatter never ceased. She decided to concentrate on completing the task Charles had assigned her first.

As the afternoon wore on, she ultimately completed the reading of all the documents. She then organized them into a single file and promptly sent it off to Charles.

Several days passed in this manner, and each day, Charles would provide new documents for her to organize, with Isaac handling their delivery.

Whitney gradually gained more experience in her job, and rumors slowly began circulating within the company.

One day, Whitney felt a slight discomfort in her stomach and hastily rushed to the bathroom.

She had barely settled into a restroom stall when, without delay, a few discordant voices echoed from outside the door.

logistics department is truly remarkable. She hasn’t been here for long, and yet she’s already made an impression on

Turner is a well-respected figure, one of Mr. Newton’s top assistants. With his support, she can certainly

pretty girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, isn’t she? She’s quite charming, but who would’ve guessed she’d be such

things are better kept to ourselves. If this reaches Mr. Newton’s ears, we

a considerable amount of time, Whitney finally emerged

believe the rumors in the company

Charles had assigned to her recently, leaving her with little time to delve into office gossip. However, she never expected the situation to escalate to the point where even employees from other departments

the logistics department, Whitney was promptly summoned by the department

office door and lowered the blinds, staring at Whitney with a serious expression.

haven’t you? Are you aware of the potential consequences these

had climbed her way up from the bottom, experiencing numerous situations, both positive and negative. She didn’t want Whitney to become embroiled in these trivial conflicts. and firmly believed that, given Whitney’s abilities, her potential exceeded what she could. currently achieve.

Whitney nodded.

people to exaggerate and embellish the rumor? You still have half a month left in your internship. Do you really wish to

had assumed that Whitney had intentionally allowed this matter to escalate to such

“Ms. Zeller, Mr. Turner and I are just regular colleagues. But

all, it’s easy to find a stick to beat a dog with. Since explanations were proving to be my vain, she chose not to dwell on

and composed expression, her

with Mr. Turner for work matters recently to avoid giving people more to talk about,”

Queenie, Whitney

approached, holding a stack of documents, likely new tasks assigned

Charles.

made her way over to Isaac resignedly.

internship evaluation. Successfully passing this assessment would allow her to continue working at

the evaluator that day, joined by leaders from other departments.

Under the watchful gaze of the four evaluators, she

her test paper,