It was rush hour as the employees headed to their workplace. Dexter’s Porsche was especially eye-catching when it stopped by the roadside. When Josie stepped out, all eyes were on them as Dexter was behind her.
They headed into the building. Along the way. employees would greet Dexter and Josie. Those who were bold said, “It’s been a while, Mrs. Russell.”
Josie smiled back in return. With his hands in his pockets, Dexter followed her. He was not bothered by the situation but even seemed to be a little happy.
Josie headed to the top floor. The employees were not there yet, but Heather was. She came early and was preparing for work. When the door’s sensor rang, she raised her head at once. “Dex.”
She saw Josie walking toward her. Josie was walking faster than Dexter. He was trailing behind her. Heather was taken aback.
“…Mrs. Russell.”
Josie only smiled brightly. “You’re early. Looks like this is the perfect job for you.”
Heather could not smile and looked toward Dexter with pleading eyes.
However, an executive rushed into the office with a stack of documents. “Mr. Russell, I finally found you. This is the newly approved project. Please have a look.”
It seemed to be an emergency. Dexter glanced at Josie and nodded. He left with the executive to the break room. The two were left in the spacious office as though in a confrontation. Heather forced a smile. ‘I don’t quite understand what you meant. Are you mocking me?”
“How can I mock the young miss of the Olsen family? Have you heard when a person gets a job they don’t deserve? But this job doesn’t deserve you. Your talents are wasted here, Olsen’s young miss.”
Josie plopped into Dexter’s chair and observed Heather. Heather was stunned by her actions, which seemed natural. She could not even touch Dexter’s hand, yet Josie had no problem sitting in his seat.
“I like this job, and I’m not wasting my time here. My father is satisfied as well.”
Josie nodded as she noticed the meaning behind her words. No one could interfere in the game between Mark and Dexter. Josie picked up the coffee prepared for Dexter and sipped it. She furrowed her forchad. Tmi not satisfied.”
Heather’s body was stiff as she watched Josie pour the coffee. “What do you mean?”
“Leave the work to the people it’s supposed to go to. I believe you have no intention of being a personal assistant for the rest of your life. How about this, you leave Russell Group and do what you should. I believe your family would agree too. After all, it’ll be disgraceful if word. goes out that Ms. Olsen is a personal assistant at Russell Group.”
Josie was smiling the whole time. Whent Heather showed a displeased expression, Josie raised an eyebrow. “Why? Do you have bigger plans here?”
Heather’s eyes flickered. Josie continued relentlessly. “Is it taking the position of Mrs. Russell?”
Heather faltered and took a step back. Shet shook her head. “Only Mr. Russell has the power to investigate my matters.”
“That’s true. He’s your superior, after all.” Josie glanced at the break room. “Unfortunately, I’m his superior. Please leave by the end of the day, Ms. Olsen.”
Josie rose to her feet and stood next to the window. She observed the view of the skyline, unwilling to exchange another word with the woman.
Tears were welling up in Heather’s eyes. She watched Josie’s back. There was a resolute air around her that did not exist before.
