When Love Is a Lie (Whitney and Damian) novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 What Does He Mean

This beveled meeting was only for project–erlated designers or those with a higher rank. Two hours later, the meeting ended.

athitney assumed Nort would head back to Seabouke Architectural Institute, but when the walked out of the break room, she was surprised to see him enter Amy’s office Ame was smiling brally, practical glowing

Back at her desk, Whitney received an intematrall. “Whitney, please bring two cups of coffee.

Five minutes later, Whitney locked on the elske dont with the coffee in hand.

In the seating area, Noel had his legs crossed – his posture relaxed yet formal – ache discussed the project progress with Amy. At this moment, Amy leaned slightly forward, maintaining the perfect smile.

When ay gave her the green light to go in, Whitney lowered her head slightly and placed the coffee in front of them both.

Noel took a sip. The cotter tastes good. It was hermedary well.

Ann had been smiling, but at Noel’s comment, her smile faltered just a little. “Mr. Howard, your taste is really sharp Whitney used to be the CEO’s secretary at Howard Group. This should be awe of het stanngest skills.”

The tone was laced with a hint of sarcasm at it saggesting that Whitney’s expertise was limited to serving others. Whitney had tolerated Any’s earlier outbursts. but now that Amy was belittling her previous job, she couldn’t stay silent.

Whitney said calmly, “While I was a secretary, the work of a sectary isn’t what you might think. You might be mistaken. To put it simply, my duties as the CEO’s secretary, and I probably did even more than that, Making coffee was never my main Job

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Amy had attended high level meetings before, and she knew that the secretaries of the cro’s office were usually overwhelmed with work. Especially the first and second secretaries, who were involved in all internal and extemal communications as well as scheduling the CEOsappointments.

Once, when the CEO was unable to retum in time, the second secretary was responsible for organizing the meeting and analyzing the key projects to be discussed that day. The industry report and market analysis presentation she prepared were foghly professional

everyone’s input. Throughout the process, ther

She ensured the meeting proceeded smoothly while staying in constant communication with the CEO and relaying everyone

was not a single mistake

Howard Coup was a well regarded enterprise, a flagship company in Seaboucke As the second secretary in the CEO’s office, Whitney did even more than the CEO’s keretare al Universal Ardutecture.

Amy chuckded. “Since you’re so capable, isn’t it beneath you to work as a lowly assistant here?*

1 studied architectural design. I only worked as a secretary for personal reasons before. I just wish to return to the work I’m passionate about.”

Whitney stood ram, neither too humble nor too arrogant. It she didn’t take this opportunity to clanly her position, Amy would only continue to look down on her.

After all, a single mention of her former juli had led to so many assumptions. And Amy had done it right in front of Noel

Amy’s expression darkened, but she forced a smile. “Sorry, Mr. Howard. My new assistant has a strong personality and can’t tolerate abit of criticism”

As Whitney spolur, Noel’s garelingerd enter. His eyes were intense, filled with a quiet determination and a hint of stubbomers.

It hadn’t even been long since Whitney joined Universal Architecture, and now, she was already at odds with her boss.

She had a fearless, stubbor attitude that Noel had never noticed before. When they were alone together, the was full of fears and anceties. When she called off the engagement, she had beentom betweencaution and hesitation

But now, as he was sitting across from her, he watched her stand upright with het head slightly lowered. Noel’s voice was cold as he asked her. “Are you aware of Universal Architecture and Seabourke Architectural Institute’s new project?”

“Llooked over some materials yesterday,* Matney teplied. She lifted her gaze, uncertain about what he was trying to ask.