Chapter: 215

Phillip, opening the door to the secretary's office, was taken aback by the sight of the woman before him. “Miss Morris? Are you Mr. Scott's new assistant?"

Clad in a sleek black and white outfit, her hair neatly tied back, and her makeup understated, Amabel looked professional and polished.

"Phillip," Amabel greeted him with a smile.

Phillip frowned. He hadn't reviewed the candidate list and was surprised to find Amabel had been appointed. Sean had been clear about cutting ties with Amabel, and now Phillip was in an awkward position.

“Miss Morris, have you been keeping up with the recent tasks?"

"I've organized everything you've sent over. Let me know if there's any issue."

Amabel's role was to circulate Sean's memos and prepare the reports for him.

"Mr. Scott has asked to see you in his office."

With a heavy heart, Phillip led Amabel to the CEO's office. "Mr. Scott."

Upon seeing Amabel next to Phillip, Sean's expression turned into a frown. Why was Amabel here?

“Miss Morris has been brought on board by the HR team as your new secretary, and she's already tackled the pile of work awaiting her attention," Phillip announced, placing the document on Sean's desk before retreating a few steps, his gaze lowered.

Sean's expression hardened as he addressed Amabel directly, "I made it clear during our last encounter that our paths didn't need to cross again."

Yet, Amabel stood her ground, her posture radiating confidence. “Sean, returning home meant I needed employment. Isn't it natural for me to seek out opportunities? My qualifications speak for themselves, and I've approached my duties here with utmost diligence. Please, review my work first."

As Sean skimmed through the document, he couldn't deny Amabel's competence and the meticulous care she had taken in her work.

"Your work is commendable, but that doesn't change my stance. I prefer we remain out of each other's way," Sean stated, his voice devoid of warmth, as he tossed the document back onto the desk.

Amabel, undeterred, managed a smile and lightly pressed, "Sean, adjusting back to the domestic scene has its challenges. Surely, gaining experience here shouldn't warrant dismissal? Being ousted from your company would tarnish my reputation across Glophia."

Phillip, observing the exchange, silently mopped the sweat from his brow. Amabel's audacity to plead in such a familiar manner was astonishing.

Sean, however, was unmoved by her plea. “That's your concern, not mine," he replied, his tone icy. "I've made my position clear. Keep your distance unless absolutely necessary."

Amabel's demeanor shifted as her eyes welled up “After everything we've shared, how can you dismiss me so coldly?"

"I'm not being cold. I've been through enough to know I don't want to repeat history," Sean countered sharply, alluding to a past exchange they had in Sky Restaurant.

Catching on to her misstep, Amabel quickly shifted gears, her voice softening to a plea. "Please, let me stay. I'll prove myself. Nothing like before will happen again. I promise."

Coming from a prominent family, this moment of humility was uncharted territory for Amabel.

Phillip, seizing the opportunity to mediate, suggested, "Sean, Miss Morris has proven her competence. Perhaps we could afford her another chance?"

Amabel shot Phillip a look of gratitude.