The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 23: Who Is She Going to Date (2)

Sabrina was so angry that she pushed Susie, "You have eyes, right? But Ithink they're on the top of your head. Otherwise, how can yourandomly thrust into others?"

Susie was unwilling to show her weakness, "What do you think you are?You can just flatter her when she is promoted. Everyone knows that thereason why she can become assistant president is that she is good atpleasing president. The way she resigned is just to have a meal with thepresident. Who knows if there are other sordid things she has doneprivately?”

Olive grabbed the angry Sabrina and smiled softly, "Assistant Maltz, ifyou have the strength to shout here, it will be better for you to thinkabout how to snatch the president from me, or how to clean me out. Ifyou have the ability to obstruct my job hunting outside, you shouldthink abut that I will turn around and return back."

Susie changed her face for a while, but recovered quickly, "You don'tmake an unfounded attack upon me here.”

Looking at her guilty expression, Olive was sure that she had interferedher job hunting. Then Olive thought of one saying that "Cleverness mayoverreach itself".

"You clearly know whether I have mistaken you or not. But on such acold day, assistant Maltz wears such cool clothes. Be careful not tocatch cold."

There was a lot of laughter all around, and Olive left with a light smile.However, a good lunch, was destroyed by Susie. Olive's clothes werestained with a large amount of oil, which could not be wiped off. Olivehad to call Chloe and ask her to send a coat.

The work Alan ordered needed to be finished in a short time. But thework was too much and many of the original data needed to be lookedup from the reference room. After that, the data needed to be fed intothe computer. Olive felt that she had become a data operator input,with her fingers constantly running on the keyboard at high speed.Even if she worked so efficiently, Olive still hadn't finished half of thework until the end of work time. Olive sighed that the work overtimewas unavoidable tonight.

At 6: 00 p.m., Annie called her and said, "When will you get home?Chloe's Mommy has cooked a table of delicious food for you to eatwhen you come back.”

She had been able to cook, which seemed that the woman's ability toadjust herself was very good. Chloe's parents had known that she haddivorced. In addition to pity her, they could only treat her as a relative.Olive whispered softly, "Sorry, honey, I can't accompany you to dinnertonight. Baby, please eat more.”

* Mummy Olive, the beauty, Chloe asked you whether you workovertime or have a date?"

Olive leaned over the table, stretched out, and sighed, "I want to have adate, but I am exploited by the evil capitalism..."

Her desk was just outside the president's office. At the same time, Alanwas opening the door and coming out. When he heard this, he raisedthe corner of his lips, and then her eyes cooled down. Date? Who wasshe going to date? The man whom she was reluctant to leavedownstairs in the neighborhood?

He shut the door a little restlessly, put his suit in his arms and strodeaway.

Olive looked at his figure and was stunned. He must have heard whatshe said just now. Then she shrugged her shoulders, spat out hertongue slightly and made a naughty expression.

In fact, she was not afraid of him, but she would involuntarily becomecautious.

Because it was in winter, colleagues would not work too late. At 8:00P.m., the whole building was quiet.

Many of the lights were turned off. It was dark around, as if there werecountless hands tearing away the horrible cells. The person who wastimid couldn't stand it.

Although Olive had never believed in ghosts and gods, she couldn'thelp being frightened when all were quiet at dead of night. So sheplayed some intense music to embolden herself.

She went to the tea room to refresh herself with a cup of coffee.Sabrina knew that she had to work late. So she bought her a box lunchand prepared some snacks for her after work. At this time, she waseating the snacks while secretly slandering Alan. And then she made aphone call to her home, getting ready not to go home all night.

She made a living depending on the salary. So she had no choice but todo her duty.

Returning to the office, she saw a person standing at her desk. Shecouldn't help but be a little shocked, "Mr. Hoyle?"

It was too late. Why did he get back to the office?

"Not finished yet?" He asked indifferently, looking through theinformation on her desk at will.

Knowing that he was asking as if he didn't know, Olive felt a little angry.She was not a Superman and such a large workload wouldn't befinished in a short time.

"No." She answered him formally.

"How long will it take?"

"If it is efficient, I can be able to sort it out before tomorrow's meeting.On the contrary, I am not sure.” Olive said intentionally.

Alan frowned, and he looked at her unhappily.

Olive shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, my work efficiency ismuch lower than the requirements of Mr. Hoyle. I suggest that youconsider carefully whether you still want to let me stay in the company."Alan leaned on the table and put his hand on the data. He looked atOlive with his confused eyes, "Miss Steele, why do I think that you seemto have a bone to pick with me?”

Olive laughed reluctantly, "Mr. Hoyle, that's a serious statement. It isbefore you become the new boss of the company that I have wanted toresign.”

"Since you have no objection to me, why can't you stay here, eh?" Hiseyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes followed her.

Olive dared not look at his eyes, "I don't understand why Mr. Hoylealways has to pay attention to an employee who has been unwilling tostay here anymore."

"I don't quite understand. As a boss, I have put down my stature andasked you to stay. But what is it that makes you so strongly wish toleave the company, huh?”

It seemed that he had been accustomed to having such a final sound. Itwas obvious that he said in a soft and gentle tone, but Olive still feltvery nervous, "I..."

How should she answer him?