Moonlight Hidden: Eternal LoveChapter 1
I had been his devoted secretary for seven years. I handled negotiations with outsiders and provided warmth in bed.
I even managed his numerous mistresses with ease.
Everyone had mocked me for dreaming of transforming from a sparrow into a phoenix,
for trying to cling to him with my warm face against his cold one and overestimating my own abilities.
Harris had also thought that I couldn’t live without him. Until her lover had returned from abroad.
I had prepared a confession ring and a candlelit dinner for them.
Finally, I could submit my resignation. "Mr. Johnson, I had repaid the Johnson Family's kindness, so I would no longer disturb your lifelong happiness."
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During the hospital consultation, the phone rang one call after another.
“Miss Sharlon, Mr. Johnson needs to see the contract from Emerald Bay.”
“Miss Sharlon, where is Mr. Johnson's lake-blue tie?”
“Miss Sharlon…”
I looked at the doctor in front of me, smiled apologetically and then proceeded to handle the situation methodically.
“Check the documents in the second drawer of the filing cabinet and Mr. Johnson's tie is in the third compartment of the locker in the changing room.”
The person on the other end sighed in relief and then pleaded, “Lucy, you’ve been on leave for seven days. I really can’t hold on any longer.”
After hanging up the phone, the elderly doctor on the other end looked serious and said, “No matter how busy work is, your health is more important. You’re in poor health; after a miscarriage, you need to rest and recover for at least a month.”
I forced a smile and nodded. The experience at the hospital felt like a long, surreal dream.
It wasn’t until I walked out of the hospital that I felt my body start to warm up.
When I got home and was about to rest, Harris’s call came through. His voice was always icy.
“Miss Sharlon, don’t you want to come to work?”
I tightened my grip on the phone.
“Mr. Johnson, there are ten days of annual leave.”
“We’re at a critical stage of the project right now. I hope you can show a bit more responsibility.”
“Alright.”
I returned to Vanguard Group, where the company atmosphere was tense. My colleagues looked at me, hesitant to speak.
Dragging my weary steps, I hadn't even reached the CEO’s office when I saw the door was tightly shut. Douglas appeared from somewhere, gave me a shushing gesture and whispered, “Miss Brown is here.”