Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Are You Planning to Change Jobs Again?
Silas Cheney got straight to the point: "Don’t worry about Sarah Sullivan. I’ll contact the Sullivan Family to take her away. If they don’t step in, I’ll contact the police directly. In any case, I won’t let her bother you again. There’s no need for you to pay her any attention."
Thea Lynch was concerned he might be too busy. "It’s fine. You and our brother are abroad, just focus on your work. No need to worry about this. She hasn’t done anything too extreme, just asked a few questions."
"Even so, that’s not acceptable." Silas responded, "This all started because of me. It’s a mess I created, so I have to clean it up."
He really needed to handle this properly.
Although Sarah found Thea, it was most likely because of Ian Preston. But if it weren’t for him, Sarah wouldn’t have suddenly noticed Ian.
A chain reaction.
Ultimately, he was the catalyst.
There was no way to let Thea handle this issue.
"Alright. You contact the Sullivan Family first. Let me know the outcome."
Thea went along with him, and took the opportunity to talk about the assistant matter.
Due to the time zone difference, Thea didn’t chat with him for long, just a few minutes before ending the call.
In the afternoon, since Thea arrived earlier in the morning, she left work a bit earlier than usual.
As she exited the lobby, Thea saw the driver from the Preston Family.
Worried she might not notice, he vigorously waved his hand.
"Miss Lynch, the car is over here."
Once in the car, Thea casually glanced around her surroundings.
She didn’t see Sarah, but she did spot Leo Shaw being stopped by security. His gaze was fixed on her car, face filled with resentment.
Thea took one look before withdrawing her gaze, telling the driver, "Please take me back to the estate."
"Sure," the driver replied.
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The next morning, just as Thea arrived at the company, she spotted a stranger’s back at the office door.
"Who are you?" she asked aloud.
The person was startled, quickly turned around, and bowed, "Hello, Foreman Lynch! I’m Diana Dawson."
Thea’s gaze swept over her face, realizing this was her new assistant.
"Why so early? I thought you wouldn’t be starting for a few more days."
She opened the office door, gesturing for the other to come in.
Foreman Chandler and the others hadn’t arrived yet, so it was just the two of them in the office.
Thea sat down, turned on her computer, and heard her say, "I hadn’t been gone from the company long yesterday when I received a call from HR asking when I could start. It happened to be quite convenient for me... so I came today."
Thea nodded, asking, "Has HR briefed you on everything?"
"Yes, yes!" HR manager personally came over early and repeatedly gave reminders and a few of Thea’s daily habits and taboos.
At first glance, it seemed terribly cumbersome. But once the manager left, she stood there thinking it over carefully and realized Foreman Lynch’s rules weren’t as daunting as they sounded.
Basically, as long as the work was error-free, Foreman wouldn’t mind other matters. Quite friendly to subordinates.
"Alright."
Seeing her standing there unsure of what to do, Thea opened a document and casually asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
"Uh, not yet."
She arrived very early, so there was no time to eat.
"Go grab something from the cafeteria, and after you’re done, bring me back an order of soup dumplings."
Thea handed her own card, "Use mine."
"Got it! I’ll be right back!"
"No rush. Finish your meal first. I’m not hungry yet," Thea checked the time, "Just bring it back in twenty minutes."
Diana paused for a moment.
Thea waved her off, "You still have nineteen minutes. Aren’t you going?"
"Right! I’ll go, I’ll go!"
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The usual folks from Foreman Chandler’s group brought Thea her coffee.
The knocks on the door halted their chatting as they turned around.
Soon enough, Diana cautiously pushed open the door. Seeing so many people in the office caused her heart to skip a beat.
Foreman Chandler raised an eyebrow, "Oh, which department’s little girl is this? She seems unfamiliar."
Thea glanced at her, "Just leave it on the table."
"Ah... okay!" Diana snapped back, quickly stepping forward to place the card and breakfast on Thea’s desk.
Her eyes caught Thea’s iced Americano by her hand, then she looked at the hot soy milk she had brought...
For a moment, unsure of what to do.
"Who’s it for?" Thea noticed too.
She had only asked for the soup dumplings, not soy milk.
Diana became instantly flustered, worried Thea might be angry at her presumption. Tentatively, she explained, "I brought it for you. I tasted it and it was quite good, thought you might need a drink since you only asked for the soup dumplings..."
"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!"
The people around Foreman Chandler were startled by her behavior.
They quickly stepped in to defuse things, "This little girl must be Foreman Lynch’s... new assistant?"
Smart people could see the situation at a glance.
Thea acknowledged it, and then told her assistant, "I didn’t mean to blame you."
"Thank you." She took the soy milk but reminded her: "I don’t drink soy milk, so no need to bring it next time."
Diana let out a breath of relief, "Okay."
She then saw Thea standing and gesturing for her to come over. Diana walked over, feeling somewhat bewildered.
"This is my assistant, Diana Dawson."
Then, Thea introduced her to Foreman Chandler and the rest.
Diana was on tenterhooks, greeting everyone one by one.
Foreman Chandler noticed her nervousness and made a teasing comment to ease the atmosphere: "Don’t worry, little Dawson, in the development department, the folks in this office have good tempers."
"Old Chandler’s right. We don’t bite, no need to worry haha."
Thea had a call coming in, "I need to answer a call outside. You all chat."
Once she left, Foreman Chandler lowered his voice, addressing Diana, "I’m telling you, little Dawson, you’re in the right place with Foreman Lynch!"
"Foreman Lynch just doesn’t show much emotion, looks stern. But she’s a good person."
"If there’s something you’re unsure about regarding her preferences, you can secretly ask us next time. No need to worry about making decisions on your own."
"Got it, got it!"
Diana felt flattered and surprised that an experienced coworker was giving her advice.
"But you’re really fortunate. I remember you just interviewed yesterday, right? And you’re starting today. Seems like Foreman Lynch has high expectations for you."
Hearing that, Diana began to sweat nervously, "No, no..."
She was just a little assistant.
Foreman Chandler chuckled, "Since you’re new, why don’t you ask Foreman Lynch if she’d like to treat everyone to a meal to celebrate a bit later?"
"Ah." Diana caught on, "I’ll treat, I’ll treat! Can’t let Foreman Lynch pay."
Just as she finished speaking, Thea’s voice came from the door, "What does everyone feel like eating? Pick a place. Dinner’s on me tonight."
Diana turned quickly, shaking her head, "No, let me treat."
Foreman Chandler interjected in her favor, "You’re Foreman Lynch’s assistant, which means you’re essentially hers now. So the meal, of course, has to be on her! That’s how we do things around here. If you don’t let Foreman treat, it means your heart isn’t really with her."
"What’s up, little Dawson, thinking of jumping ship already? Or you want to join my team instead?"
