That brat’s a handful, but as long as you do your job, let him complain all he wants. It won’t change anything.” Lois had no plans to replace her secretary, no matter how much Casey whined.
That should have reassured Ellis, but instead, she grew curious. “Madam Lois, if you don’t mind me asking. I’m not a childcare expert. Why not hire a professional?”
“I’ve tried. None of them worked out, regardless of gender.”
“What was the problem?”
“You don’t need to know. Just remember–you’re the best fit for now.” Lois was firm in her decision.
Realizing she had pushed too far, Ellis dropped the subject, took the documents, and left.
Meanwhile, at the Hudson Group headquarters.
His boss‘ mood had been bad from the start, but now it was plummeting fast.
After reviewing the documents, Easton tossed them onto his desk and stared straight at his assistant. “This is all you found?”
“Yes, Mr. Easton,” Jackson said hurriedly, barely resisting the urge to raise his hand and swear to the heavens that he had done his job thoroughly.
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