âI got it. After having breakfast, send me to work.â
Alan was helpless with her and had to send her to Angel.
Oliveâs appearance attracted everyoneâs attention in the hotel after all. Many people greeted her along the way.
Back to her office, Secretary Rou rushed at her with an exaggerated expression, âSister Olive, finally, youâre back.â
Olive smiled, âDo you miss me?â
âHow could I be missing you? Iâm simply daydreaming about you.â Her boss is still the matchmaker between her and Ted. She is easy going. Aside from being careless at work, she could joke all she wanted. She had always felt lucky to be able to work under her.
âDid you sneakily goof off while I was away?â
âAbsolutely notâ
âAnd you also didnât date or anything else?â Olive was all smile.
âSister Olive!â Rou stomped her feet and her face was blushing.
âOkay, donât stomp on the floor anymore. Summon your boyfriend here.â
It turned out that teasing someone was quite entertaining. No wonder Alan always liked to tease her.
Ted knocked on the door and came in. Olive asked about the hotel operations in detail and some general affairs at work. In the end, she also asked, âDoes Mrs. Hoyle still live here?â
This old lady thatâs hard to deal with could always stir up trouble for her. Although Alan always tried his best to prevent her from openly getting into a confrontation with that old lady alone, avoiding her wasnât a solution.
She was wondering if she should take the initiative to pay a visit to the old lady.
Ted replied, âWe havenât checked her out from the room but Mrs. Hoyle also doesnât live here every day. If sheâs here, she must be with Ms. Ophelia.â
Ophelia followed her all around but she didnât feel strange at all. Who let her become the old ladyâs respected daughter-in-law? Who let her keep thinking about the old ladyâs son?
Sometimes, she also wondered, was that real love or sheâs just unwilling to lose him. Sheâs just like a child who couldnât stand the sight of her toys being taken by other people.
As for the apology, she didnât want to show any forbearance referring to Mrs. Hoyleâs position. Having done so many wicked things, losing her was also inevitable. Thereâs nothing to sympathize with.
There was a visitor in the afternoon, it was Ophelia.
Rou felt that thereâs always such a disgusting person in this world, whose evil influence always remained, couldnât bear to see the others doing well, and tried every means to ruin it.
So, she stopped her without hesitation, âIâm sorry, Miss but without an appointment, you canât get inside.â
Ophelia was slightly arrogant, âDo you know who I am?â
âI do, Ms. Ophelia Meyer.â That wicked and shameless mistress, Rou despised in her heart.
âThen, why donât you step aside?â Ophelia reached out to her to push her.
Rou didnât budge an inch, âIâm sorry, Iâm slow-witted. I canât figure out the certain connection between the two of them. Please cooperate with me.â
âWhat is your name?â Ophelia asked.
Rou replied fearlessly and without being haughty, âEveryone calls me Rou.â
âWhat if I break this door today?â Ophelia wasnât willing to show her weakness.
âSince Ms. Ophelia, you didnât show any respect, then I donât mind calling the security guard.â
âAre you threatening me?â Opheliaâs face turned pale.
âIâm just a mere secretary. How could I dare? Itâs just that Ms. Ophelia, youâre someone with status and dignity. I think itâs appropriate for you to act rudely.â Rou spoke steadily.
Her patience was being rubbed, Ophelia raised her voice, âYouâd better stepped asideâ¦â
âMs. Ophelia, Angel isnât a place where you can behave atrociously. If you want to act all mighty, please return to Meyer Group.â Rou wasnât being gentle at all. She could even stab a person half-dead when sheâs being tough.
âYou still wonât step aside, right?
âRightâ Rou was very determined. If anyone were let in, how could Olive work? So, no matter how fierce this woman is, she wonât let her in. Why should she? This was not her familyâs territory.
But Olive had heard the strange commotion outside. She opened the door and said faintly, âLet her in.â
Rou spoke in dissatisfaction, âSister Oliveâ¦â
âBring two cups of tea insideâ Olive gave her instruction and turned around.
Ophelia snorted and stomped in. Rou made a disgusted expression behind her. After walking to the pantry and throwing the teabag inside the cup, she couldnât help but spit. Then, she let out a wicked smile, poured the boiling hot water, and brought it inside.
âMs. Ophelia, please enjoy.â Since Olive had let this woman in, she still had to maintain her professional manner.
After putting down the teacups, she stood behind Olive, and watched that womanâs action without blinking.
How could Olive not get her attitude? She turned around and smiled slightly, âRou, just go outside and do your job.â
âSister Olive, Iâm worried because of her.â Rou didnât hide her hostility towards Ophelia. Everyone now knows that she is a bad woman and can do anything bad.
âIâm fine. You can go out.â Olive said lightly, but her words were intense and couldnât be defied.
Rou reluctantly went out. She turned her head and didnât forget to glare at Ophelia, then closed the door. Itâs like a warning to that woman for not messing around in this office.
âWhy are you looking for me? Iâm really busy and I donât have time to play with you.â Olive didnât want to waste her time. She hadnât come for one week and her pending jobs were piled up. Of course, she also thought that thereâs nothing good about this woman came looking for her.
Ophelia scoffed at her, âYou really have regarded yourself as boss here and even occupied Nortonâs office. I have to make an appointment only to chat with you. Youâre good at pretending to be what youâre not.â
Olive wasnât irritated because itâs not worth being irritated with such a person. This person tried every way to infuriate her. She wasnât fooled and even smiled brightly.
âThe old man let me move in. As for chatting, I donât think thereâs anything to chat with you.â
There was nothing to say since the beginning. Both of them had deep grievances and she had no intention to make enemies. But this woman refused to drop the matter, so, what can she do.
âThereâs indeed nothing to talk about. I just like hanging around you. Iâm happy with it.â Since she made her unhappy, then she couldnât let her live so carefree and happy. She, Ophelia, had never been treated so unfairly. She had always been loved and pampered since she was young. She had never been so humiliated. She was abandoned on her wedding day and became a laughingstock, which made her unable to lift her head in front of her friends.
Thereâs a strong hatred coming from Opheliaâs eyes. The main cause of the disaster was the woman in front of her. Donât think of living carefree and steadily. Even if she couldnât ruin this woman, she would let her life be filled with her shadow, showing her existence all the time.
âMs. Ophelia, although you have an innocent baby face, youâre still older than me by one to two years.
But why do I feel that the older you are, the more childish you become? You think that standing all day in front of me could make me upset, donât you? And at the time I quarrel with Alan, you think you can seize that opportunity, right? I donât know if youâre overestimating yourself or underestimating your enemy. Since you like to stand along here all day long, either be a model or guarding the door, feel free to do it, Ms. Ophelia. Just donât blame me for not reminding you that there are so many Alanâs die-hard fans here. You blatantly came here and looked for attention, donât accidentally become the protagonist of a scandal.â
âYouâ¦â Ophelia rose from the sofa.
Rou, who was eavesdropping outside the door, couldnât help but want to give her applause.
âWhat are you doing, Rou?â Tedâs voice suddenly came from her back shocked her, causing her stance became unsteady, she advanced toward the office and threw herself on the half-opened door, and crashed on all four to the ground.
âOuch,â The fall wasnât soft, surprising the two people, and made them turned around quickly to look at her.
Rou was supported to stand up by Ted awkwardly, and with a frustrated face, âSister Olive, Iâm sorry. I didnât mean it.â
Olive felt both funny and curious. She didnât mean to eavesdrop or crush into the room?
Ophelia sneered, âUnqualified people could only have unqualified employees, even have a hobby to eavesdrop.â
Rou thought of how could there be such a shameless woman in this world. She unexpectedly talked about quality to her. If everyone in this world had no quality, itâs still better than this hypocrite woman.
She wore an innocent face, however, she had no conscience. Thereâs a saying, no one can defeat a shameless person. This woman was simply matchless.
âI canât help it, since thereâs a certain person with infamous evil deeds. Such unqualified people like us can only put our guard against such a high-quality person, to avoid harming our Sister Olive. Mr. Hoyle had given his warning repeatedly. If a certain person comes, I should keep an eye on her. There must not be the slightest mishap. Also, Iâve called Mr. Hoyle. I think he mightâve been on his wayâ¦â
Even a fool could understand what she meant. If she didnât want to look for any troubles, she had better scram.
Alan is Opheliaâs Achillesâ heel. As soon as she heard his name, her face changed slightly. Although she tried her best to cover it, she still couldnât hide her trembling lips.
âYou think Iâm afraid of him.â
âYou are never afraid of anything. Of course, you are not afraid of him.â Olive spoke ahead of Rou.
Sheâs afraid that this kid would provoke Ophelia with her blunt remarks, and would seek her for revenge later, âTed, bring Rou outside.â
âSister Oliveâ¦â Rou was unwilling, Ted dragged her out of the office. She stomped on his foot, âWhy did you drag me out?â
Ted poked her forehead, âWhatâs the use to show off your bluntness? The way you spoke will only cause Ophelia to have more hatred towards Sister Olive.â
Rou touched her forehead, gave a thought, and put on a long face, âThen, I was no help to Sister Olive?â
âNext time, think first before you speak.â Ted lectured her.
âOkayâ
âOphelia, do you think this is fun?â
If sheâs using a bad phrase, sheâs like a crazy woman pestering her. Olive really wanted to suggest her to see a psychiatrist.
âAs long as I find it interesting, then itâs fine.â
As she spoke, Ophelia went back and sat on the sofa, like someone who had nothing to do. She casually picked up the newspaper on the table and flipped it over.