Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Tell the Truth, What’s Your Situation
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“I heard from Cooper at our company that this morning, the President got into a minor car accident outside the garage while holding a beautiful woman. He snatched Mr. Watson from the Sales Department’s car to take her to the hospital,” Tiffany Clifford said, full of admiration. “I wonder which department this amazing woman is from, who came up with such an idea to get close to the President. You should have seen Thea Wood’s jaw drop when she heard this gossip from Cooper! Hahaha, it’s hilarious!”
“If I were the President, I’d also choose a beautiful woman who I ‘accidentally’ bumped into – such a pure and natural way to strike up a conversation! Nothing like someone else who dresses up garishly to deliver tea, clearly no different from those gaudy, cheap women outside. But I’m really curious about who that girl is? She’s got such a unique and refreshing approach. She’s so talented! Someone like her should be transferred to our Director’s office, she’s bound to shine!”
Seeing Tiffany’s enthusiasm, Enna Clark didn’t know how to break the truth to her and couldn’t help but say, “Maybe it really was just an accident?” Accurately speaking, there was no collision at all!
Baron Lawrence had changed his direction when she rushed out.
Tiffany looked at her with innocent eyes, “Are you kidding me? Can it really be such a coincidence? Cooper said that woman didn’t have a car. What is a person without a car doing outside the garage early in the morning? Going for a morning walk instead of going to work?”
As she spoke, she seemed to think of something and put down her cup, looking Enna up and down suspiciously, “Hang on, Enna, why are you just arriving now? You’ve never been late before…
“…I had some problems on the way.”
“What happened?” Tiffany’s gaze fell on Enna’s slightly swollen lips. Having experienced it before, she could tell that they were the marks left by a man. She squinted her eyes like Sherlock Holmes and asked, “Swollen red lips, disheveled clothes… Enna Clark, what’s going on? Confess now.”
If Tiffany finds out, the whole company will know.
Enna stepped back, not daring to look at her, and lied, “Maybe I ate something too spicy last night and got a bit feverish. You’re overthinking it.”
“Are you sure I’m overthinking it?” Tiffany clearly didn’t believe her.
“Yes, really.”
Just as Enna struggled to get rid of her, the secretary from their department,
Cooper, came over and shouted, “Sister Enna, Boss wants you.”
Enna felt relieved, “All right, I’ll be right there.”
Speaking, she turned to Tiffany to explain, “Sister Tiffany, Boss is looking for me, I’ll talk to you later.”
Mentioning the Boss, Tiffany put the gossip aside and worry appeared in her eyes. She pinched Enna’s palm and advised her, “He’s most likely calling you about Brody Smith’s issue. No matter how much he scolds you later, don’t mind him. Just insist that you don’t know anything. After all, there’s no surveillance in the restroom, so he can’t come up with any evidence.”
“Okay.”
Enna gently patted her hand twice, and under Tiffany’s worried gaze, she walked towards the Boss’s office…
There are only a few offices on the floor, and the Boss has one on the southeast side since he’s in charge of the afternoon section. There are even two flirtatious cacti at the entrance, which are very eye-catching.
Enna stood outside the door, raised her hand, and knocked on it.
“Knock knock!”
A familiar, annoying voice came out from the inside, “Come in.”
She pushed the door open and walked in, only to find, besides Boss, there was someone else in the office—