Seeing the shocked expression, Sarahs heart sank. Could it be that she was busted by the legitimate partner?
"How can you do this when you have feelings for me for so many years?" the womans question struck Sarahs heart like a hammer.
Her heart was in turmoil, and she quickly explained, "Miss, dont misunderstand, I have no relationship with this sir at all."
"Dont lie to me, I saw it all." The woman covered her face and wept, her heartbroken expression like that of a wife just abandoned.
Sarahs inner voice was in tears; she had tried her best to explain, but the aggrieved party refused to believe her.
Dear friends! What should I do? Im online and in a hurry.
Richard wrapped his bath towel, coughed lightly, breaking the stalemate, and helplessly spread his hands to Sarah, politely and distantly: "Those people outside should already be gone, you leave first! Ill handle this matter myself!"
Sarah looked at the beautiful woman, gave Richard an apologetic look, nodded, and turned to leave.
She thought simply, this was a domestic matter, and she better not get involved; her staying would only make things more confusing.
After Sarah left, Richard coldly glanced at the beautiful woman, his voice carrying a hint of warning: "The person is already gone, are you going to keep acting?"
The beautiful woman wiped her tears and immediately smiled, where was the appearance of just crying, she shook Richards arm and pleaded: "Brother, how do you think my acting is? The Oscars should give me an award for best actress."
Richard helplessly glanced at her and pushed away her arm that was hugging him: "Susan, you came to find me just to say these unhelpful things?"
"Aunt knows you are back in the country, so she gave me a strict order to take you home to live," Susan, after being pushed away, didnt seem to mind at all. They grew up together, and she understood her cousin very well. In one sentence, he was a woman repellent.
"Im not going back," Richard lit a cigarette and found a corner on the sofa to sit down.
"Are you not going back because you still hate Aunt? She is, after all, your mother," Susan hesitated for a long time but still couldnt help advising.
"The matter between her and me, you should stay out of it, otherwise, dont blame me for not recognizing you as my sister," Richard took a puff of the cigarette and found an ashtray on the coffee table, and casually extinguished it.
"Okay, I wont say anything," Susan compromised, "Who is that girl just now?"
"A little trouble," Richard replied casually, a smile flashing in his eyes.
Sarah came out of the hotel, returned home, lay on the bed, and looked at the film in her hand, smiling with curved eyes.
Sarah was too sleepy, and as soon as she touched the bed, she fell asleep in a short while.
"Click, click," "Bang, bang," the sound of walls being knocked and floors being chiseled came from the neighbors room next door, waking Sarah up who had just fallen asleep. She looked at her mobile phone screen and couldnt help but forget a curse: "Damn it, its one fifty."
Does the neighbor want to come out and challenge? How can you decorate at night and not sleep? Sarah made a heavy note in her heart for this neighbor who hadnt arrived yet.
The next morning, the air was a bit cool.
In the city center, tall buildings stand tall, and white-collar beauties shuttle through them with vigorous steps and hurried looks.
Sarah squeezed through the crowd and finally caught the last subway before nine oclock.
At the risk of being squeezed into a thin bamboo pole, she panted and sprinted to the company, finally clocking in successfully in the last minute before work.
Her colleague, Maggie Q, who joined the company at the same time as her, saw her in such a hurry and couldnt help but wonder, "Whats wrong with you this week? This is the third time youve almost been late!"
Sarah helplessly smiled bitterly and pointed to the dark circles under her eyes: "The neighbor is renovating, its really too noisy, and it makes me insomnia all night."
Maggie worriedly looked at the dark circles under Sarahs eyes and pondered for a moment: "Why dont you stay with me for a few days? If you work in this state, Dragon Lady will fire you sooner or later."
The Dragon Lady is their boss, the editor-in-chief of the editorial department, Joan Chen, a 40-year-old unmarried woman, who is strict and autocratic with her employees and meticulous with her work.
Sarah smiled slightly and refused Angies kindness. Angie lives with her boyfriend and is in the midst of a passionate love affair. She has no intention of being a bright electric light bulb with a high wattage.
While the two were talking, they saw Dragon Lady wearing the same black suit for thousands of years, stepping on the floor with ten-centimeter high heels, and walked in, holding her glasses, her sharp eyes quickly scanning the surroundings, and finally focusing on Sarah. She used her usual flat tone: "Sarah, come in with me, and everyone else continues to work."
Sarah shrank her neck, feeling like a fish on the chopping board, about to face the danger of being cooked.
Being called by the Dragon Lady, she could only obediently face the storm, and reluctantly followed Joan into the directors office with the eyes of the colleagues in the office wishing her good luck.
The office is decorated very simply and capable, with a chair, a row of bookshelves, a desk, and a sofa. Perhaps because its owner has a special preference for black, the entire office is black, and the only vitality is a green cactus on the desk.
After entering the door, Joan directly took out a folder from the bookshelf and spread it out on the table.
She pointed to the folder and looked slightly angry: "Look at the sales volume of our magazine this month, it has decreased by three percentage points again, and the exclusive last time was taken over by Star House."
Sarah lowered her head and listened to the scolding, her hands entangled behind her back, silent.
She knew in her heart that the Dragon Lady at this time was like someone who had eaten gunpowder, and whoever was pointed at would be ignited, and she didnt want to die young, so she could only obediently accept the criticism.
Joan looked at Sarahs submissive appearance, and there was a bit of resentment in her heart: "Why cant you be more competitive? I gave you the position of deputy editor-in-chief, hoping that you would make the magazine better and better, but since you took over, the sales volume has become worse and worse, so its hard for me to explain to the president."
"I know your difficulties, I have found a big news, which will definitely make our magazines sales skyrocket." Sarah smiled and handed the film she shot last night to Joan.
Joan took the film and looked at it, and her tight serious face slightly eased: "This time you passed, but you have to be alert. You must always remember that there are many people in the editorial department who are staring at your position."
Sarah promised wholeheartedly, and with a wave of Joans big hand to get out of the office, she immediately fled the office happily. If you say who in the editorial department is coveting Sarahs position, it is definitely Lucy Liu.
This is not to see Sarah just scolded by the Dragon Lady, and Lucy immediately started the sarcasm mode: "Some people occupy the position without doing anything, and they havent dug up any explosive news, but they still occupy the position of deputy editor-in-chief and dont let go. I dont know who gave the face."
Sarah looked at her and ignored her. Some people say grapes are sour when they cant eat them. For this kind of person, Sarahs attitude has always been to ignore them.