The Good Girl's Revenge novel Chapter 420

"How about this? Director Mason, since you have just been transferred here, it will take some time for you to become familiar with B Department's working process. You can move to this office when you can get the hang of it. And it won't be too late. What do you think?"

Emma looked like she was doing it all for Meredith's good.

Meredith was not a fool. She certainly knew this was a trap hidden in Emma's nice words after second thoughts.

What did she mean by saying "when you can get the hang of it"?

If she agreed, she would become an honorary director as long as Emma occupied her office and arranged the work for B Department.

In this way, the so-called adjustment period would have no end.

She smiled, "Ms. Ross, as I said earlier, the headquarter has a strict and clear division between the upper and lower levels. I was just transferred here. If the superiors find that B Department's two directors are reversed, that's not proper and will also bring trouble to Ms. Ross."

She didn't mean anything else. But Emma felt that Meredith was threatening her with the top management of the headquarter. She immediately looked gloomy.

Meredith ignored her anger. If she had taken back her power, she would have offended Emma, which was inevitable.

She couldn't do as Emma asked her to do in order not to offend her. Then there would be no point in her transferring over.

She continued, "Well, I'll temporarily set aside an area for Ms. Ross in my office. In three days, I'll try to hand over the work. It's more efficient. What do you think?"

Emma thought to herself: How did I think? I thought the idea sucked.

She thought hard and wondered what she should do to make Meredith retreat. She already deemed this office as her own.

She hated Meredith who were taking over her position.

But before she could come out with an idea, a design assistant rushed in, "Director Emma, Damian is here."

There was only an assistant named Ann in the whole headquarter. Emma's face changed and she immediately ran out to receive him regardless of Meredith.

Damian was Mr. Xavier's personal assistant and had been working with him for many years. No one else in the whole group, except Mr. Xavier himself, could order Damian.

He was only second to Mr. Xavier in this group. Even the shareholders at the headquarter had to save Damian's face.

In addition to Mr. Xavier, Damian was also the golden bachelor in the eyes of whole female employees. Actually more people dreamed to be his girlfriend. After all, Mr. Xavier was a high and unreachable rack.

In contrast, Damian was at least a little more approachable.

He actually came to Design B Department himself. Emma's heart was mixed with joy and worry as she did not know why he came.

Meredith naturally thought of Damian. Was Damian came at this time because of her? Thinking of it, she followed them out.

"Damian, it's a great honor for our B Department to have you ..." Emma's originally rigid face was now smiling brightly.

Damian didn't need to pay attention to such an unimportant person like her. He looked around and saw Meredith, who had just come out of the conference room. He curled his lips and walked towards her with people behind him.

"Director Mason, today is your first day on the job. Boss asked me to bring someone over to see if you need anything and to redecorate the office for you."

Emma snapped back to her senses and stammered, "No, no problem." She walked towards the office and felt like she was stamping on the cotton.

The branches certainly couldn't be compared to the Design Department in the headquarter. Each Design Department occupied a whole floor with a large area.

Emma led them to the office. Until she was standing outside the office door did she suddenly thought of something. She widened her eyes and tried to stop them. But Damian had already pushed the door in.

She looked uncertain and followed in with a pale face.

Classical music was playing in the big office. The tea on the coffee table was fragrant and a few women's coats and shoes were scattered on the sofa. There was a strong smell of perfume in the air.

Damian: "..."

He didn't show his anger but he already knew what was going on. He glared at Emma sharply, "Are you the deputy director of B Department?"

Emma's face turned pale and her legs trembled. She could not speak for a moment and could only nod.

"I remember Director Smith of B Department was transferred last week. And the new transfer notice was announced three days ago. Could you please explain to me what these are?"

As he spoke, he ran his eyes over the things in the office, "Who made all this mess?"

At this moment, Emma was not as domineering as she used to be in the conference room. Her mind became muddled and she had put aside the position of the director.

Today, this matter could be negligible or very serious. If the top really wanted to pursue it, she might not even keep her position now.