Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1089


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1089


    Hannah ran. She saw the woman slipping into the elevator. The elevator doors closed when the woman


    finally turned around, so Hannah couldn’t see who the mysterious woman was.


    Hannah sighed. She was so close to her answer, but it was still out of her reach.


    With an inexplicably heavy heart, Hannah walked into the senior editor’s office and handed the


    documents over. “This is the information I gathered after I interviewed Xavier Jackson,” reported


    Hannah, “Please take a look and inform me if there is a need to edit it.”


    The senior editor nodded and murmured a reply before epting the folder and reading carefully.


    Hannah couldn’t help feeling nervous when she saw how serious her senior editor was being. That


    interview would determine whether or not she’d keep her job. After witnessing the incident that


    morning, she didn’t dare to mess the interview with Xavier up.


    Hannah prayed silently. Please, let everything be fine.


    Soon, the senior editor finished reading everything and shifted his gaze to Hannah. No one could read


    his expression, so no one could tell if he was happy or angry. He simply sat there without saying a


    word.


    Hannah felt like she was standing at the edge of a mountain and sweat kept rolling down her forehead.


    Please say something, even if you want to fire me. Why punish me with that expression and the


    silence? Hannah was extremely nervous at that moment.


    The senior editor suddenlyughed aloud, and that surprised Hannah. He said, “You did well, Hannah.


    I’m very happy with your work.”


    Hannah tapped her chest trying to calm herself down. She turned to her senior editor and couldn’t help


    butin a little, “You had an unreadable expression on and didn’t say a word. That really


    frightened me.”


    The senior editor’s smile only became brighter after hearing Hannah’sint. The former said, “I


    was just thinking about how you are like a lucky totem. I think I should write a report about you and


    send it to my boss. I’ll put in a request to make you as a role model for thepany and promote you


    to head reporter. Naturally, your sry and bonus will increase ordingly.”


    Hannah got confused upon hearing that. How did I be a lucky totem? What is going on? Even if I


    have done well with this interview, it is not enough for the senior editor to act this way. Did the senior


    editor take the wrong pill or something? Why else would I be rewarded that handsomely?


    “Uh… Can I ask a strange question? What happened?” asked Hannah somewhat awkwardly.


    “Here’s the thing. Mr. Jackson called this afternoon and praised you endlessly. He even said that he


    wants to do all future interviews with you,” said the senior editor before he paused.


    He then continued, “As you know, interviewing apany’s president is never an easy feat, and that is


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    especially true for presidents of big corporations like Norton Corporation and Jackson Group. Yet, you


    have aplished both and did well. Our readers care more about these heads of corporations than


    they do about celebrities. Hence, you have truly boosted our team’s performance. If you’re not a lucky


    totem, then I don’t know what is. I also n to send a request to the higher-ups and ask them to make


    you interviewpany presidents exclusively. You won’t have to interview celebrities anymore.”


    Hearing that exnation got Hannah’s heart to beat nervously. Xavier wants me to be the only one who


    interviews him from now on? What the hell is going on? He and Fabian seem like they are enemies.


    Will Fabian get angry if I interview Xavier again?


    Also, interviewingpany presidents exclusively? Handling Fabian alone is giving me a headache. If I


    have to deal with a few morepany presidents, I will die of frustration.


    Even though had promised to increase Hannah’s sry, she couldn’t get herself to be happy about it.


    The mere thought of Fabian’s furious expression got Hannah to tremble uncontrobly.


    “Can I…?”


    “Nope!”


    “What if…?”


    “Not a chance!”


    Sweat dripped down Hannah’s forehead. Can you at least let me finish my sentence before you refuse


    my request?


    Hannah was infuriated and anxious, but there was nothing she could do or tell her boss. Fine, I’ll


    endure it!


    “Don’t reject this offer. I am helping you realize your full potential and giving you a chance to shine


    within thepany. This is for your own good,” informed the senior editor with a straight face on.