Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 300

White Industries could never compare to Harris Corporation. This could be seen from the architectural design of the headquarters. Although, White Industries was not a small company. At the very least, it stood up considerably from other buildings.

“Morning, Mr. White. Morning, Miss White.”

“Good morning!”

“Morning, Mr. White.”

James was the chairman of White Industries and he was also president, but the employees were used to calling him Mr. White. Many greeted them along the way. There were also others who gave curious or condescending looks at Sophia, trying to figure her out by staring her up and down.

“Don’t think you’re somebody here just because you’re my daughter. Do whatever you need to do on a normal basis. Don’t act haughty or overambitious here and embarrass the White family! Do you understand?” James got into the elevator first and gave her a reminder.

Sophia followed him into the elevator and stood next to him. “If you’re worried about me being an embarrassment, you should have brought me in earlier to learn the ropes and not selfishly bring me up to amount to nothing.”

James was angered as he stared furiously at her. “You…”

“Yes?” Sophia cocked her head to the side and stared at him with a neutral expression.

James put his hand down and grunted heavily. When the elevator reached his floor, James walked out without looking back, ignoring Sophia completely.

She ignored him too as she followed behind him.

They entered the office of the chief financial officer. A thin, middle-aged woman with short hair was seated inside. Opposite her was a young man being lectured by her with his shoulders drooped and head down.

“You can leave first,” the woman instructed the young man when she saw them enter. She stood up and sized Sophia up without attempting to hide her actions.

Sophia allowed her to judge without being bothered and smiled slightly. “How do you do, I’m Sophia.”

The woman frowned and ignored her. She looked toward James instead.

“She has never been in touch with this department before. She’ll have to trouble you in the future, Ms. Leadman,” James said warmly.

Maisie Leadman’s attitude did not change because of his tone of voice. She said coldly, “I hate people who only want to be a dog in the manger. I’ll be upfront. If she’s unable to keep up with me after one and a half months or if she fails to follow my instructions when I give them, she should be prepared to get out of here soon!”

Sophia tried to figure her out without being obvious. She could not tell if Maisie’s attitude was an order from her father or if Maisie was truly this way.

James sighed and said, “I understand, Ms. Leadman. Don’t worry. If Soph doesn’t live up to your expectations, I won’t forcefully keep her here.”

He patted Sophia gently. “Do you hear that, Soph?”

“I’ll do my best, Director Leadman,” Sophia said softly.

Maisie stared at her stoically and reached out her hand, “Maisie Leadman. Remember what you said.”

Their hands let go of each other almost immediately after touching. It was very formal and had no emotions involved.

James continued to give Sophia some serious reminders and chatted a while with Maisie before leaving.

Once he left, Maisie quickly sat back in her seat and said, “I’m meeting with a few financial consultants to discuss tax strategies. A greenhorn like you won’t be able to help. Go find Miss Lark, the cashier, and get her to teach you some basic things.”