My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1735

After the two of them finished talking, Bruce walked out with his pipe in his mouth.

As soon as he left, there was only Zoel and I in the office.

"This table is yours from now on," he said, pointing to the empty table next to him.

I looked at the table and then looked at him, feeling a little strange.

Two of us, face to face?

"I think I shouldn't, Mr. Parker." I tried to be natural and graceful. "I am a newcomer, and yet I am enjoying so many privileges. My colleagues might gossip about me."

Zoel stared at me for two seconds as if he was thinking. After a while, he said again, "So do you think you are as ordinary as those people outside? Why did I make all those concessions to recruit you, then?" This made my face hot, and my throat felt stuck, and I couldn't say a word.

Zoel did not pay attention to my embarrassment. He turned and took a document from the table and handed it over. "This is the divorce case file of

Jackson Gilbert, a wealthy man in the city. Get familiar with the information as soon as possible. We will accompany Mr. Skinner to court in the next two days."

"Jackson Gilbert? Didn't the media say that he has always been single? When did he get married?" I opened the folder and took a look at it. "There are actually three children, and there was an affair?!"

I shouldn't have unleashed the gossip in me. After I said that, I could feel Zoel look at me strangely. At that moment, I wished to find a hole to hide in. However, all I could do was to quietly accept the documents and go back to my seat to read them.

Finally, it was time to get off work. When I was about to leave early to see my children, Zoel came in with a pile of documents and bumped into me.

Our eyes met, and I felt a little embarrassed. Zoel frowned, and his eyes were full of confusion.

After a long time, he broke the silence. "Are you getting off work?"

"Yes." I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed and pointed to the clock on the wall. "It's six o'clock, isn't it?"

Ethan looked up at the direction of the clock, and his eyes became colder. "On the first day of my internship, I stayed until six o'clock in the evening on the second day. Miss Reid, I hope you understand what kind of place Dawnie Firm is. A lawyer can't slack off."

He seemed to be pissed off. After that, he took the documents back to his desk, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped to the freezing point.

Who would have thought that I was thirty years old, and was lectured bluntly by a man younger than me?

Besides feeling ashamed, I knew that Zoel was right. Being a lawyer was never a simple job.

Putting the bag back on the table, I went out and asked the assistant for Bruce's cases in the past year for me, determined to make up for my lack of experience. Looking at me and the assistant carrying the documents as high as mountains back to the office, Zoel finally looked up, and there was a trace of admiration in his eyes. However, this was not important to me. I was doing it for myself, for Hendrix, and even more, for my children. I didn't need to pay attention to what others thought.

But soon, I found that things were not as simple as I thought. Zoel was really not a normal person. It was already eleven, and he showed no sign of getting off work.

Although I refused to admit defeat, I began to feel a little annoyed. To be honest, looking at the data was boring. Besides, I had not sat in the office for a long time. Every minute and every second was torture for me.

Finally, at half- past eleven, an angelic voice sounded outside. "Arianna? Where are you?"

It was Aaron!