My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1748

I stood there as usual while smiling, wanting to see if she had anything else up her sleeve.

Estella's voice was getting smaller and smaller, barely louder than a mosquito's buzzing. After a moment, a sobbing sound came faintly from the spacious corridor. Looking carefully, as expected, Estella's body was shaking, as if she had been greatly wronged.

She muttered, "Miss Reid, I'll gladly take anything if you wish to punish me. But please don't make light of the company's business. I'll send the documents for Mr. Roberts to sign first, and then I'll come back to help you, if you insist..."

If one looked carefully, they would see a few sparkling tears sliding down her face, delicate and sorrowful.

Unfortunately, she was no Ophelia. I did not feel sorry, but instead found her rather laughable.

I said, "Oh, Miss Zanes... If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten that Hendrix used to be too focused on his work to take care of himself. It's lunchtime now, so he can take the opportunity to rest and recuperate. As his secretary, you're bringing work to him during his rest. Have you ever considered whether he can handle it? If Hendrix overexerted himself, can you afford to take responsibility, Miss Zanes?"

I walked to her while I was speaking. When I finished speaking, Miss Zanes raised her head and wanted to refute me. Our eyes met, and when I looked into her red eyes, my gaze became even more unyielding. I didn't try to avoid her and instead, I questioned her.

A tigress couldn't hold back, lest she was taken as just a harmless cat.

Estella's expression was obviously stunned for two seconds. She then took a step back and pulled away from me. She said stubbornly, "I am certainly very considerate for Mr. Roberts' health, I..." "You what?" I noticed that she grasped the lunch box in her hand, and my tone became more aggressive.

Estella knew very well that I had seen that lunch box many times. If she dared to admit that she had been delivering food to Hendrix all this time, it would mean that she was a pretentious woman, coveting Hendrix since long before.

"Nothing." Estella reluctantly looked away, her exasperated look covering up all her previous weakness.

"What's going on?" Evan's appearance was a little sudden. He had probably been here since just now. After listening for a while, he decided to come forward. He said to Estella in a cold tone, "Why don't I know that Mr. Roberts has an important document to deal with now?"

Estella bit her lip and finally showed a trace of panic. Facing Evan, who was firm and tough, she could not say a word.

"Wow, I guess someone just got carried away in acting!" Freya gloated and leaned against the office wall. She looked like she was having fun, which was comparable to Aaron's notorious mockery. Estella's face flushed red, and she had nothing to say.

Evan didn't pay much attention to her. He turned around and got to the point. "Miss Reid, what are you doing here? Perhaps you need something as the director of the company?"

Evan was really smart; I was impressed. Estella was about to put me below her position, so he, as Hendrix's special assistant, addressed me as the director. He respected my status in a clever way. Someone in the board of directors should have the prestige of being treated as such.

I looked at him expressionlessly and nodded. "It's a small matter. Freya's company was just established, so I wanted to have her learn from us. I thought that Miss Zanes was the best option to ask for help, since she always seemed so kind and friendly. So I came especially to ask her for her assistance. I didn't expect that I would actually disturb her work. I guess I picked the wrong time to come over." Everything in the world depended on money and prestige. A small office assistant humiliated a director, and even dared to pretend to be pitiful. I wanted to see just how much pride and power Estella could afford in Roberts Group.