Chapter 208

I ignored her and looked around the office for available seats. At that moment, Kimberly clapped her hands to silence everyone.

“Excuse me, everyone. Let me introduce you to Esmeralda, Ms. Duffy.” She was specifically hired by me for odd jobs, so you can assign her any difficult or unpleasant tasks. After all, she's earning a salary and can't eat for free, can she?

“Wow, Mr. Humphrey is indeed so kind and generous. He even arranged a job for her.”

“Yeah, if she were my ex-wife, I would have kicked her out long ago.”

“Tsk, you didn’t see her suitcase; she must have been crying and pleading with Mr. Humphrey, saying she had nowhere to go. That’s how he pitied her and gave her a job.”

I ignored their mockery and silently went to the farthest corner with my suitcase. I looked around; there were no extra workstations. Only this corner had enough space for one. Furthermore, it was farthest from the president’s office.

I took a short break and then went to the Personnel Department for a desk and chair. The warehouse was on the second floor. The chair was fine—it could be moved onto the elevator—but the table was difficult to manage. I asked the warehouse staff for help getting the table onto the elevator, but they ignored me. Everyone in this company knew about my relationship with Reynaldo, and that he despised me. To gain their cooperation, I needed Reynaldo to treat me well—an almost impossible task.

Finally, I struggled alone, moving the table to the elevator entrance. Just as the elevator doors opened, I froze. Inside, stood Winston. A masked and hatted man, resembling Anton, stood beside him.

“Ralda?” Winston looked at me in shock, a flicker of excitement crossing his handsome face.

“Ralda, where have you been? You even changed your phone number. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

I was surprised. I’d unexpectedly run into Winston at Reynaldo’s company. On reflection, it wasn’t surprising, considering their past collaboration.

The masked man glanced at my table and asked faintly, “What are you doing?” It was Anton. I remembered Lavonne mentioning Anton’s current status as a top male celebrity. No wonder he was disguised; otherwise, the front of Reynaldo Company would be overrun with reporters.

“Yeah, Ralda, what are you doing?” Winston asked again.

I pursed my lips. “I was moving to my workstation.”

“Your workstation?” Winston furrowed his brow, his gaze intense. “What do you mean? You want to work under his command?”

I nodded silently.

“Ralda!” He grabbed my shoulder, his voice urgent and angry. “Why are you here? Isn’t my company good enough? Whatever he’s offering, I’ll double it. Just name your price.”

“It wasn’t a salary issue.” I pushed his hand away, unsure what to say. “Actually, it doesn’t matter where you work; it’s never really about the job.”

“That’s different. Given your history with him, he’ll definitely use work to bully you.”

“Ralda, listen to me. Go anywhere you want, just not here, and don’t involve yourself with him again, okay?”

I shook my head gently. “Thank you for your concern, but please don’t interfere.”

Winston stiffened, forcing a bitter smile. “Are you still blaming me? For sending you to him that night to seek investment?”

That night… it felt like a lifetime ago. Since then, I’d run, but no matter how far I wandered, I eventually returned here. Winston stared intently, his expression full of bitterness.