006 Delegate

A warm greet occurred in front of Aimee.

It made her froze when the handshake looked familiar even though it was not. Because Alfin was the type of guy who was friendly or sociable.

Zack responded to Alfin's greeting with business courtesy.

"Me too, Mr. Alfin. And just like everyone else, you can call me Zavier or Zack. I rarely use the name 'Mael' in introductions. It sounds foreign, but it's part of my name."

Alfin agreed.

"No problem and very well, Mr. Zack! Welcome, and I hope our cooperation goes well."

Those hopes and prayers were like a curse to Aimee.

Then, forced Aimee to give Alfin a piercing glare.

What was this?

If actually Alfin so easily agreed to Zack's nickname.

Why all this time, he kept mentioning 'Mr. Mael' and 'Mr. Mael', or 'Empires boss'?

Did Alfin want to exchange 'e-mail' with Zack?!

Annoyed and kept holding it. Aimee knew her position.

Be quiet for a moment, Aimee! And collect your annoyance to the max!

Collect!

And if you have reached the limit and you were ready to spill it.

Thought of the best way to vent it differently!

Alfin, Zack, Aimee, and Zack's secretary sat together at the meeting table.

Opened their report and started to get serious.

Zack seemed deliberately pretending not to know Aimee.

And Aimee herself didn't want to announce it to Alfin, other people, or even the world. That Zack was her ex-husband.

Because it will only pick up wounds and strange looks from many people. Especially Alfin who had given a stare of 1000 percent disbelief if he could do it!

And during the meeting, Aimee's thoughts were on both sides.

One was focus on work. And the other side was busy thinking about how complicated her past with Zack was.

Lisa, Zack's secretary. Repeatedly helped Aimee record meeting results and explain things.

Now, Aimee sat limply at her desk.

She rested his chin on the table and lowered her eyes to their lowest point as she suddenly became disinterested.

Doren nudged Aimee's back on purpose.

Was impatient since the morning of how will Aimee's meeting with the Empires company turns out. Doren looked at Aimee seriously.

"What is this? Are you suddenly weak and powerless?"

Doren added her question.

"Then, what about the result? Is the process went well? And you didn't mess up at all?"

Lifted her face immediately. Aimee looked at Doren disgruntled and disappointed.

"Did you think negatively about my work all this time? And thought that I was going to cause trouble?"

Doren swallowed reluctantly and turned her gaze to the other side.

Smiled slightly and replied.

"Forgive me. But I'm just worried and hope everything is okay!"

Aimee vented all her annoyance at Doren suddenly.

"I hate that Blonde Elf!"

Often cursed Alfin with arbitrary names. Doren didn't seem surprised by Aimee's cursing.

"The Blonde Elf? What's wrong with Boss Alfin? Is he bothering you again? And he delegated his work to you?"

She moved her pupils very quickly to look at Doren's eyes as intensely as possible.

Aimee showed great surprise.

"How did you know? You used your great visionary ability and you can now understand how I feel?" Aimee mumbled in amazement.

Knowing Doren wasn't kidding. But she didn't know how to proceed with her guess.

"I was just assuming, Aimee. How would I know what happened to you if I wasn't a psychic? And you haven't told me yet!"

Disappointment appeared on Aimee's face.

It forced Doren to be dumbfounded and not understanding how Aimee's expression fluctuated easily.

"That blonde Elf wanted me to take his place on the Deluxe project. Don't give up completely. But will monitor me. He thinks I can believe it?!" Aimee complained.

Wide-eyed and didn't want to believe.

Doren looked surprised.

"Master Alfin wants you to work on the 'Deluxe Project'? Even though Mr. Harry purposely delegated the job directly to him?"

Aimee pulled Doren closer and covered her mouth with one hand. Showed excessive panic. And asked Doren to calm down.

"Shh!!! Can't you read the situation? Why did you say it out loud, Doren? Do you want someone to hear and tell Big Boss directly? Making it not only Blonde the Elf who will receive a stern rebuke. But our dismissal letter went down?!"

Doren licked her lips and smacked her tongue against the wall of her mouth.

Showed a cornered and guilty movement.

"I-I forgot. Forgive me and calm down!"

Doren helped Aimee to keep an eye on their surroundings. Luckily, the office break was still going on and there weren't many employees around them.

Even if there was someone, they were busy listening to music on earphones and typing messages. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. When no one was paying attention to their conversation.

"But, what's with all of that? Master Alfin wants to delegate this important work to you?" said Doren in disbelief.

Lowered the pitch and lowered the volume. Doren didn't want to understand Alfin's way of thinking.

Still in the same division as Aimee. Doren often saw firsthand how Alfin was so troublesome to Aimee.

Knew Aimee was not a good secretary. Alfin still delegated a lot of work to her.

Didn't double-check and immediately threw the blame on Aimee if she made a mistake.

The two of them even sometimes envied the employees who worked right under Harry or other managers they could rely on.

So, let's forget for a moment how authoritarian and perfectionist Harry Miles wanted everyone's work to be reported to him as excellent.

Harry Miles always checked all the work of his employees without exception in detail, accurately, and quickly.

It can be easy to spot errors in a short period and asked the report collectors to make revisions.

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