“Christine, how much longer do you have to work on these papers? It’s already twelve o’clock, why don’t we go downstairs for dinner first?”


    “No way.” Christine White looked up and rubbed her aching armpits and looked over the pile of papers on her desk at Debby York, “Debby , I have so many papers to check, if I don’t get them done, I’m definitely going to have to workte tonight and I don’t know when I’ll be able to leave.”


    A person working overtime here until the wee hours of the morning, I don’t think there’s a car to go back to, and I might have to sleep at the office.


    “Why do you have so many papers to read?” Debby York frowned, “Are these all going to be read today? My goodness! Who can get this done, and how is President Lane not even close?!”Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    “I also have no way ah …” she plopped down and sighed, “I told you long ago, President Lane this person looks not good to get along with, he does things very strictly, can’t tolerate half a bit of ws. In his eyes, handle the work on hand are good, is the staff must do their responsibility, he does not care whether you are tired or not?”


    She spoke these words very softly, just in case they were heard by the people over at the president’s office.


    “Really?!” Debby York’s eyes widened in horror, “It’s a good thing I wasn’t chosen in the first ce, if I’de in as secretary, I’d be exhausted!”


    After saying that, she cautiously nced over at the president’s office and whispered, “Christine, you’ve only been a secretary for a few days, why do you sound like you know President Lane so well when you talk about him?”


    “I’m –”


    Christine White was speechless, thinking of an excuse to gloss over the matter, when there was amotion at the door.


    She then looked over, only to see Ives Nortoning out of the president’s office, holding his cell phone as if to call someone, sparing a nce that fell on her instead, and wondering if he’d heard something.


    Debby York took one look at the situation and rushed off before she could get into trouble.


    Ives Norton looked puzzled for a few moments and stepped forward into Christine White’s office, “Sister-inw, do I look that scary? Why did your friend leave as soon as he saw me?”


    “No way, you must have seen it wrong!” She had just said something bad about Baird Lane, and her heart was weak, so she subconsciously exined, “Maybe it’s because Young Master Norton is too good-looking, and my friend is shy, so she ran away.”


    “Yes?” Ives Norton aggravated his grin.


    He came from a famous family and had heard a lot of ttery over the years, but no one had been as blunt as Christine White, which really made him a little overwhelmed.


    Christine White saw that his expression was not right, and violently realized that she had said the wrong thing, and instantly panicked, “No, no, I rambled, don’t take it to heart, Young Master Norton. ”


    After a morning of being tortured by the pile of papers on her desktop, and sneaking a few bad words about Baird Lane to her best friend, she was genuinely afraid of being overheard by Ives Norton before rushing to find an excuse to gloss over it.


    I didn’t realize that the more I talked, the more wrong I got!


    She’d only met Ives Norton a few times, the equivalent of strangers, and what she’d said was so abrupt!


    “It’s fine, I also know that my sister-inw is Gatesng with me.” Ives Nortonughed, “Sister-inw doesn’t have to be so polite with me, I’ve known Baird for so long, you’re Baird’s wife, which means my sister-inw.”


    “Yes, is it …”


    She sighed in relief, but her eyes dimmed a bit, “I don’t know how much longer I can be this sister-inw …”


    “Sister-inw, what are you talking about?”


    “No, I didn’t say anything.” Christine White shook her head to hide it.


    The look on her face caught Ives Norton’s eye, causing the smirk on his lips to intensify a bit as he nced over to the president’s office again.


    “By the way, sister-inw, I heard today that yourpany has arranged a wee party for Baird, so you’ll be there then, right?”


    “A wee party?” Christine White blinked; there was indeed such a thing.


    Baird Lane has taken over thepany, and naturally the original executives arrange a reception to wee him.


    The story has been going around thepany for a long time, and Baird Lane has reportedly invited some of his friends over to sort of pull together awork for thepany’s growth.


    “I’ll have to look at it then.”


    She had a headache looking at the papers on her desk, she wouldn’t be embarrassed to attend the reception if she didn’t get her work done.


    Ives Norton seemed to understand her difficulties and left without asking any more questions.