Chapter 155


    Chapter 155 Chloe and Mr. Joseph Are Fighting


    Chloe stood there, her mouth agape, as she watched the man in front of theputer fully immerse


    himself in his work.


    With a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her, she picked up the scattered documents from


    the floor and mmed the door shut as she left.


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    In the marketing department, there were only a few people remaining, including Wendy. However, she


    was already packing up. She nced at the Estrenian documents in Chloe’s hands, and a perplexed


    expression appeared on her face.


    “Do you need to trante these?” she asked.


    “Yes, Ms. Wendy,” Chloe replied.


    “But isn’t that Trantions’ job? Who assigned you this task?” Wendy questioned.


    Chloe clenched her teeth and forced a smile on her face. “Apart from Mr. Joseph, who else has the


    authority to do so?”


    Still perplexed, Wendy asked, “Doesn’t Mr. Joseph know that you belong to Marketing? It must have


    been a misunderstanding. Just exin it to him.”


    “He knows.” Chloe sighed, not wanting to delve further into the matter. “Ms. Wendy, no need to worry


    about me. I’ll handle the trantions. Perhaps the trantion department is too busy, so he asked me


    for help.”


    “I see… Well, when the end of the monthes, I’ll talk to Finance and make sure your overtime pay


    is included,” Wendy assured her.


    As a fellow coworker, she could not let Chloe’s hard work go unrewarded.


    “All right. Thank you, Ms. Wendy,” Chloe replied gratefully.


    As night descended, the sky opened up, and rain cascaded down outside. The rhythmic pitter- patter of


    raindrops against the window created a tranquil atmosphere within the office.


    Chloe focused her energy on tranting line by line, her gaze fixed on the pages for an extended


    period, causing her eyes to grow weary and strained. She pinched her brow and once again raised her


    head, only to find that darkness hadpletely enveloped the outside world.


    In the office, only one colleague remained.


    Jason Brown looked at Chloe and asked, “Are you almost done?”


    “Not yet. I still have a long way to go. Do you have a lot of work on your hands?” Chloe replied.


    “Not really. Did you upset Mr. Joseph? It doesn’t seem appropriate for you to be working on Estrenian


    documents,” he remarked.


    Given their limited interactions, Chloe smiled at Jason and simply gave an excuse without delving into


    further details.


    Jason pondered for a moment and said, “All right, I need to use the little boys’ room.”


    He entered the restroom and carefully surveyed his surroundings to ensure no one was present. Then,


    he dialed a number on his phone and called Jane.


    “Ms. Jane, it seems like Chloe had a fight with Mr. Joseph. It’ste, and she’s still working overtime at


    the office,” he reported.


    Jane sat up straight, excitement evident in her voice as she said, “Find a way to bring her out of


    Fairlight.”


    “It might be a bit difficult…” Jason hesitated.


    “You useless fool! When I gave you money to keep an eye on Chloe, I didn’t mean just to talk to her.


    You can either get things done or return the money. It’s up to you,” Jane scolded.


    “I’ll try, Ms. Jane…”


    When Jason returned to the office, he stopped in front of Chloe and nced at his watch. He


    eximed in surprise, “Oh my gosh, It’s already past nine. Ipletely forgot about dinner. Are you


    hungry, Chloe? Let’s go downstairs and grab a bite together.”


    Chloe gently touched her empty stomach and felt a pang of hunger upon hearing Jason’s suggestion.


    After a brief hesitation, she responded, “Let’s order takeout instead. It’s raining heavily outside. It’s not


    a good idea to head outside.”


    The main reason behind her decision was to avoid the possibility of angering Joseph if he saw her


    going out to eat with a male colleague.


    Jason contemted for a moment and agreed to her suggestion.


    As they ced their order, Chloe decided to order an extra portion, intending to bring it up to Joseph


    later. The estimated delivery time for the takeout was around forty minutes.


    When it was about five minutes away from being delivered, Jason ced his phone on Chloe’s desk


    and said, “My stomach’s a bit upset. Can you keep an eye on my phone for me? If the delivery person


    calls, please answer and let them know I’m in the restroom.”


    Unaware of any ulterior motive, Chloe nodded and continued her work. As expected, five minutester,


    Jason’s phone rang. She nced in the direction he had left and picked up the phone, pressing the


    answer button.


    “Hello, your takeout has arrived. I’m downstairs. Pleasee and collect it,” said the voice on the other


    end.


    “Okay, just a moment,” Chloe replied.


    She descended to the lobby, but the delivery guy was not there. At that moment, Jason’s phone rang


    once again


    “Hey, sorry, I went to the wrong building. Can youe out and pick it up? I’m going to bete for my


    next delivery Sorry to trouble you,” the voice pleaded.