“I’m so envious! I wonder which big shot’s gift it is. I’m guessing it is Tori’s car! She has tons of suitors recently, and I heard that they are all wealthy businessmen.”
Tori Alford was one of the well-known female anchors in the company and she was unattached, on top of possessing both beauty and talent. At this moment, everyone was guessing that she was the owner of the car. And yet, the woman in question suddenly chimed in, ‘It’s not mine.’
“Huh? Whose is it then, if it’s not Tori’s?” Wren immediately grew more interested in the gossip. Josephine’s face felt warm. At this exact moment, an assistant came over and put a purse on her desk. “Josephine, someone told me to give it to you.”
Josephine was taken aback. Since she couldn’t tell what was inside the bag from the outside, she couldn’t help but pick it up, only to be surprised by what she saw. It turned out to be a box with a Ferrari logo on it. After she opened the box in the bag, she saw two neatly placed car keys.
Her breath proceeded to hitch. Ethan really gave me the car! She could feel a headache coming. What should I do now? The whole office is talking about this now. If she admitted it, everyone here would surely think that she was the sugar baby of some rich man. “Just whose is it?” Wren narrowed her eyes like a detective and wondered out loud.
Seeing this, Josephine secretly put the bag under the table. She rested her head in her palms, feeling her mind a mess. There were only five minutes left before working hours ended. After she hurriedly took care of the documents on her desk, she decided to get off work.
Right then, Katrina stormed over with a mountain of documents in her arms before she instructed directly, ‘Josephine, you’re not leaving work so soon! I need these documents to be ready before 8.00PM.”
Josephine was at a loss for words when she looked at the other woman. “But it’s after work hours now. Why didn’t you bring them to me earlier?”
“What? You got a problem with that, huh? It’s your job. Anyway, these are the materials that will be needed tomorrow morning. You’ll be held responsible if they’re not done.” Katrina intentionally kept these documents until now before bringing them to Josephine. She didn’t want Josephine to have time to go out tonight.
“I have a dinner date with my friend. I can’t work overtime today!” Josephine countered. “That’s on you, so why are you telling me that? Go tell the team leader.” After saying that,. Katrina turned around smugly and left.
Josephine bit her lip when she took a look at the four or five different sets of documents in front of her. Right then, Wren poked her head in Josephine’s direction and commented, “She’s definitely targeting you! You two got beef?”
At that, Josephine grumbled to herself, The only reason Katrina is acting hostile toward me is probably because of Ethan! Josephine happened to receive a message from Luke. ‘I booked us a table at a restaurant, Joey. I’m coming to pick you up at 5.30PM.’ ‘You don’t have to pick me up,’ she replied. ‘I can get there myself. Just wait for me at the restaurant.’
‘That works. I’ll be waiting at the restaurant, then!’ came his eager reply. As Josephine looked at the documents, she turned to Wren. “Wren, can I borrow a bag? I’m going to work overtime from home.”
“Sure!” Wren passed her one. “But you have to send the documents back here tonight, or you won’t make it in time for the morning broadcast.”
Josephine could only nod. “Got it. I’ll bring the documents here before 9.00PM.” Since these were real-time news, the production and writing of news releases must be completed quickly without any delay.
When her landline began to ring, she reached out and took the call. “You’ve reached the reporters’ office,” she greeted. “When are we leaving?”
Josephine felt all fuzzy in her chest when she heard the deep, magnetic male voice. Quickly cupping the phone receiver, she whispered, “I’II see you in the underground parking lot in five.” The man on the other end of the call asked with a chuckle, “Are we going there in your sports car?”
“No, we will be using my car. Surely, you’re not complaining, Mr. Quarles?”
“Of course not.” After she put the documents in the bag, Josephine tidied up the table and bid Wren goodbye. Without anyone noticing, she picked up the bag with the car keys and scurried off.
