Chapter 15:
His indifference and disdain annoyed me. I felt a rush of frustration rising in my chest. I turned around and walked toward the safe exit in my high heels. I would rather climb the stairs than take the elevator with that detestable capitalist.
Bella’s POV:
Herbert’s irony only fueled my determination to complete the task. From that day on, I never left the office.
“If I’m hungry, I’ll eat biscuits and instant noodles. If I’m tired, I’ll lie down and sleep for an hour.” After a few days, I was exhausted, and the dark circles under my eyes became increasingly obvious.
Early one morning, when Joey entered the office, she ran over to me and asked, “Bella, what did Mr. Wharton come here for?”
I looked up blankly.
“He’s never been here.”
“I just came in and saw him coming out of here,” Joey said, pointing at the door.
At that moment, I suddenly understood. Herbert must have come to gloat. He probably thought I wouldn’t finish the plan by Monday.
“Damn it, I’m rolling up my sleeves. I’ll surprise him this time,” I muttered to myself.
“I see. The boss secretly came to see you. Does he like you?” Joey asked, a playful look on her face.
I glanced at her and replied, “He can’t like me. He’s just waiting for me to fail, so he can laugh at me.”
Joey’s expression shifted instantly from relaxed to serious. She said guiltily, “Bella, I’m sorry. I got you into this mess. You’ve been so busy these days, and I haven’t been able to help you.”
I looked up at the guilty Joey and spoke in a deliberately light tone, “I’m fine, really! Your situation isn’t good right now. Your brother is useless, and your mother is depending on you. Go to work. I’m really fine.”
“Thank you,” Joey said gratefully. Then I watched as she returned to her seat. I lowered my head and continued working. Every minute and second was crucial now.
On Sunday evening, my colleagues finished work and left. I was still sitting in front of the computer, working tirelessly.
Suddenly, I heard steady footsteps approaching the empty office. I felt a little scared and very nervous.
I looked up and saw a man in a black suit standing in front of me.
I didn’t want to talk to him, so I didn’t look up.
He said, “There are only a few hours left until the bidding meeting at nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Are you sure you can finish this?”
Although Herbert’s expression was stern, I didn’t hear any disdain or contempt in his voice this time.
I looked at the work in front of me and answered with certainty, “It will definitely be completed by five or six o’clock tomorrow morning.”
Herbert nodded.
“Then I’ll rest at the company tonight. Once you’re done, give me the plan directly.”
Before I could say anything, he had already turned and left. I didn’t rest for the rest of the night.
Bella’s POV:
Just a minute ago, I was still worried about my safety. But soon, I realized that I had been overthinking things.
