Chapter 610 Check ir''s WeChat Moments
ir suddenly remembered that it was Joslyn''s birthday the next day. She quickly sent back a text to
her. "I saw the message just now. So, who else will attend your party tomorrow evening?"
"Only a few old friends and ssmates. Hartwell will take me out and celebrate my birthday at noon,
because he can''t make it in the evening. We can enjoy ourselves without any disturbance in Room 616
tomorrow." Joslyn hadn''t slept yet. It was clear that she was extremely excited from the detailed
message she sent back.
Hartwell was always as busy as Wesley. That was the reason why Joslyn couldn''t see her husband
every day. Yet he always made it up for his absence in different ways.
"No problem then. I''ll be off work at 5:30 p.m. I can reach there before 7."
Joslyn sent her the emoji with a flying kiss. "Sleep tight. Don''t stay awake overnight."
"Will do so. Good night then. See you tomorrow!"
After sending the message, ir put away her phone. She turned off the light and closed her eyes as
soon as her head hit the pillow.
Every night before she slept, her thoughts would drift off to Wesley—to everything he said and did.
Sometimes she would imagine how their future would be. Tonight was no exception.
The next morning, ir handed the tranted documents to the manager of the German cooperative
partner in the conference room. They were satisfied and spoke highly of her capability. She heaved a
sigh of relief. Of course, she thanked Wesley''s help in her mind.
After the meeting, ir was called into Filberta''s office. Her superior requested her team to perform a
show in thepany''s annual g next month. Filberta even gave a specific suggestion, asking them
to present a dance on the stage.
ir was surprised. She asked in confusion, "Dance? But why?"
Wearing bright red lipstick on her lips, Filberta shed an evil smile. "Well, as you already know, most
of the staff members in ourpany are men. It''ll help to enliven the atmosphere of the party. Just
learn some steps of modern dance and practice it with your team members. Besides, you aren''t
married yet, right? It''s a good chance that will help you find a boyfriend. Do remember to put on the
shortest skirt, put on heavy makeup and move your body as sexily as you can."
ir seethed in anger. She didn''t know how to dance. It waste winter now, and Filberta was asking
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her to wear a miniskirt. Did this vicious woman want to freeze her to death? But ir understood the
actual intent of her words. She knew that Filberta wanted to humiliate her and was going to use this
opportunity to do so. "Ms. Wang, I''m afraid I have to disappoint you. Since childhood I''ve not been
good at dancing. And sadly I have no other talents. It will bring shame to our department if I perform on
the stage. So I think it is better if you don''t count me in."
"Don''t count you in? No way! You and your team must perform and present a dance in the show!"
Filberta was persistent.
She had a stronger desire now to push ir onto the stage as she had confessed that she had no
other talents. It was clear to everyone that ir was like a goddess in the eyes of many of the male
staff members. It would be a good opportunity to show ir''s incapability and ineptness to them. They
would surely be disappointed.
ir rolled her eyes. "Why do we have to perform? Don''t I have the right to make a choice? Is it also in
thepany rules that one can bepelled to dance even if one isn''t willing to?"
Sensing ir''s anger, Filberta said in a righteous voice, "The annual g is the biggest event of the
clearly see that your work attitudes and ethics are not good enough."
ir felt her blood boiling in anger. "You mean to say that my work attitude is not good just because I
refuse to perform on the stage?" she countered.
"Sorry to say but yes!" Filberta replied, trying to sound firm.
ir couldn''t keep her anger in control anymore. "Are you nuts?"
Although there wasn''t a third person in her office, Filberta still felt humiliated, being retorted by a
subordinate. She instantly shouted back, "How dare you! Why don''t you quit the job if you can''t follow
orders? Who do you think you are? Huh? Everyone said yes except you. Don''t you think it''s your
problem? Just put on a good performance. No more nonsense!"
She ended her sentence like a thunderous roar. ir didn''t want to make a scene. Suppressing her
anger, she exined patiently, "Ms. Wang, I don''t mean to reject your order on purpose. I just don''t
want to embarrass the trantion department. There''re many better choices."
Filberta didn''t care about the reputation of the department. Getting ir to present a dance, that was
exactly her purpose. "I don''t care. I just give my orders and you are the one to execute it. Find a
solution yourself. Keep in mind that if you don''t perform, you won''t get your bonus this year."
ir was overwhelmed by the urge to toss the documents at that vicious woman''s face. She was not
just an annoying woman but also as stubborn as a mule. She wanted to say out, "I can''t bear this
foolishness. I quit!"
But, she couldn''t. She had been working in thispany for less than three months. She didn''t want to
give up the job so quickly. On second thoughts, she realized she didn''t need to be afraid of Filberta.
This woman wasn''t the boss, and ir didn''t get the sry directly from her. "In this case, I think I need
to talk to our boss. I''ll ask him whichpany rule states such a requirement—no show, no bonus."
Uttering those words, ir turned around and stormed out of her office.
She returned to her own seat and tried topose herself. The colleague who was next to her quietly
leaned closer towards her and said, "ir, we heard loud voices from Filberta''s office. Did you argue
with her again? What''s up?"
ir exhaled deeply and said, "She has asked our team to put up a performance in thepany
annual g next month."
"Oh really? But I have no talents..." The colleague pulled a long face. Just like ir, she was a bookish
girl who had spent most of their time studying English. She didn''t have time to learn other skills.
ir had a good voice. But she really didn''t want to perform on the stage. She would rather make a
speech.
At the thought of it, ir angrily plumped the documents on the desk. "I''ll try to find a solution."
But she kept wondering how she could really talk to the boss! It was improper for her to skip the other
leaders and go straight to the boss. Filberta was her immediate superior, and above Filberta''s grade,
there were still a few senior managers and executives. She couldn''t report directly to Percy over such a
trivial matter.
And it was no use talking to the other senior managers. They all would turn a blind eye on Filberta''s
unreasonable behaviors.
After office hours, ir forgot about the unhappiness at work and headed for Orchid Private Club, with
a birthday gift that she had already prepared.
When she arrived, she saw a dozen people in the well-decorated room. ir knew most of them.
When Joslyn saw iring in, she lunged at her happily. "Dear Bless, you came!" They hugged
each other warmly.
ir passed her the gift as she greeted her and said, "Happy birthday, Joslyn."
Joslyn took the gift and kissed ir on the cheek. "Thank you so much!"
A few men enthusiastically surrounded ir and asked questions one after one. "ir, I heard you are
working in the Jin Group now. It that true?"
"I heard you had studied abroad for two years. Have you been working in thatpany since you
came back?"
"ir, do you remember me? I was your deskmate at middle school."
ir maintained her polite smile while answering their questions. When she was on the brink of a
meltdown, Joslyn pulled the girl to her side and warned the boys, "Hey, hey. Spare ir. She''s got a
boyfriend."
Aby Lin, one of the boys who was present there, snorted and said brazenly, "So what? As long as she
hasn''t gotten married, we all have a chance to win her over."
"Yeah, I agree. ir, dump your boyfriend and start dating Aby," another boy teased.
ir said nothing; she just had a soft and calm smile on her face. She moved away from the group and
sat among the girls.
In the military area of Y City, Wesley had just finished his work and returned to his office.
Talbot and a few other soldiers knocked on the door one by one and stormed into his office.
Seeing the mischievous smiles on their faces, Wesley knew these guys must be up to something.
"Well, now that you are here. Tell me what''s bothering you!" Wesley asked with a smirk on his face.
In a low voice and sounding very serious, Talbot asked Wesley, "Chief, do you know ir''s phone
number?"
Wesley squinted at him. When he spoke, his voice was full of threats. "You want to do sit-ups or push-
ups?"
"No, no! Chief, please check ir''s WeChat Moments now. Don''t hurry in your decision to punish us.
We mean well," Talbot said, feigning fear on his face. But he wasn''t really scared of his leader. Ever
since he saw Wesley and ir kissing each otherst time, Wesley never punished him again even
when ir''s name was brought up in a conversation. That itself meant there was something between
them which was undeniable.