I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387 Avoidance and Assumptions.

Talking about your boss at work? Never a smart move. Ellis didn’t respond to Cleveland’s comment.

But Cleveland didn’t need her answer to keep going.

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I’m being reassigned soon. You’ve got to get up to speed. If Mr. Maxwell assigns something to me that I have to pass to you, that extra step’s gonna slow everything down.”

Ellis understood what he was getting at.

It wasn’t just about efficiency. Adding a middleman

something would slip through the raised the risk of miscommunication. Cleveland was worried that

She returned the jar of coffee beans to the shelf and said,

“Aren’t you busy?”

She tried to steer the conversation away, but Cleveland wouldn’t let it go.

“Just think it through. Did you mess anything up this week? You don’t want Mr. Maxwell forming the wrong impression.”

He’d been reassigned because Maxwell wasn’t satisfied with him–and Ellis had come in as his replacement.

But in her first few days, Maxwell had clearly been happy with her. So what had changed this week? Something felt off.

Cleveland had been trying to figure it out.

Was Ellis slacking? Had Maxwell started regretting hiring her?

Ellis took the advice for what it was. But the truth was, she didn’t have much to review,

She hadn’t been here long. Her assignments were few, and she hadn’t slacked off at all. Most importantly, Maxwell wasn’t refusing to let her work–he just wasn’t assigning her anything directly.

She answered honestly:

“There’s nothing to review. If there’s an issue, it’s not something I’ve picked up on yet.”

Her calm, unbothered tone made Cleveland sigh with a mix of admiration and envy.

“Not surprising. You used to be a rich guy’s wife. No wonder a change in your boss’s attitude doesn’t shake you.”

Ellis didn’t feel like talking anymore.

Being Mrs. Hudson was like carrying a criminal record–no matter how she tried to move on, people wouldn’t stop bringing it

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If he hadn’t been a coworker, she’d have clapped back already.

After finishing his coffée, Cleveland paused at the door and added,

“If Mr. Maxwell gives you something to do, I’m not relaying it anymore. You go straight to him. And keep an eye on how he

reacts.

That part stuck with Ellis.

She hadn’t been at the company long enough to afford being on thin ice. If Maxwell really had an issue with her, losing this job could stain her résumé–and possibly hurt her chances at her next one.

She couldn’t let that happen.

So an hour later, when Cleveland messaged her about work, she headed straight to Maxwell’s office,

“Mr. Maxwell.” She greeted him as she entered, carefully watching his expression.

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Reading people’s moods was one of the most basic skills a good assistant needed. Ellis didn’t need the job to teach her that- she’d learned it long ago from dealing with Easton. Years of tiptoeing around his moods had made it second nature.

“Mr. Maxwell, Cleveland was busy. But if you have work, I’m happy to handle it.”

So much for that.

Ellis turned around and left to go get Cleveland.

“Didn’t go well?”