Chapter 1369 - Chapter 1369 Chapter 1369 What Makes You Think That
Chapter 1369: Chapter 1369: What Makes You Think That? Chapter 1369: Chapter 1369: What Makes You Think That? “The report from the Finance Department?”
“Yes, the Finance Department is on the 18th floor, go to the end of the hallway, and you will find the Manager’s office. The report is on the Manager’s desk.”
Why would Baron Lawrence have her fetch the report?
Enna Clark felt it strange, but still said, “Okay, I got it.”
The person said, “Then I’ll go up first, thank you for your trouble.”
“No problem.”
After that person left, Enna Clark put down her coffee cup and said to someone beside her, “Excuse me, could you turn off the coffee maker for me when the coffee is done? I’ll be right back.”
The person Enna Clark stopped was taken aback, seemed to take a moment to come back to reality, and said dazedly, “Sure, of course.”
“Thank you.” She smiled and left the pantry.
It wasn’t until her silhouette had disappeared from the pantry that the women who had just been gossiping gathered together, speaking as though they had seen a ghost.
“President Lawrence wouldn’t be… the President, right? So, the woman just now was… the President’s secretary?”
“It seems so, wasn’t she called Secretary Clark? Oh my god, we’re doomed, we’re all doomed, she heard everything we just said. Could I be fired?”
“How could you be fired if you didn’t say anything? Even if someone were to be fired, it would be more likely me. I was just saying whether Baron Lawrence might have that kind of taste…”
“I said it too. What should we do?”
The faces in the pantry looked at each other in dismay, clueless about what to do.
In fact, they were overthinking it; Enna Clark had never considered snitching on them.
Gossiping for entertainment was quite normal.
When she worked at the Radio Station before, she often gossiped about silly stuff with Tiffany Clifford, so as long as the gossip was harmless, it didn’t matter.
So, from the very beginning, she never thought about tattling.
At this moment, following the instructions of the staff, she reached the 18th floor, passed through the corridor, and walked toward the office they had mentioned.
She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but the closer she got to the office the staff mentioned, the fewer the people seemed to be.
But she didn’t think too much of it, assuming that because it was the leader’s office, not many people would come this way.
She walked towards the closed office door, completely unsuspecting…
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