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.

That intern from the logistics department is truly remarkable. She hasn’t been here for long, and yet she’s already made an

figure, one of Mr. Newton’s top assistants. With his support, she

charming, but who would’ve guessed she’d be such a despicable person? It’s indeed a sign of the times. If you’re good-looking, you can do anything you

Remember, walls have ears. Some things are better kept to ourselves. If this

as they left. After a considerable amount of time, Whitney finally emerged from the bathroom, her face

company

had been preoccupied with the tasks Charles had assigned to her recently, leaving her with little time to delve into office gossip. However, she

Whitney was promptly summoned by

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

rumors circulating throughout the company, haven’t you? Are you aware of the potential consequences these rumors could have on you? Have you thought about the

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

Queenie’s inquisitive gaze. Whitney nodded. “I

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

had assumed that Whitney had intentionally allowed this matter to

smile, Whitney shrugged helplessly. “Ms. Zeller, Mr. Turner and I are just regular colleagues. But do you think anyone will believe that?”

a stick to beat a dog with. Since explanations were proving to be my vain, she chose not to

and

you may go now. Try to minimize your interactions with Mr. Turner for

Queenie, Whitney

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

Charles.

over to Isaac

the days passed, it was soon time for Whitney’s internship evaluation. Successfully passing this assessment

by leaders from other departments. Coincidentally, Isaac

were given to Whitney. Under the watchful gaze of the four evaluators, she began to provide her

later, Whitney submitted her test paper, exhaling a long sigh