The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1741

Chapter 1741



The next day, I headed to Sandra's workplace to begin work.

"I have yet to familiarize myself with this field and will have to trouble you to guide me, Director Tyler."

My suspicions toward her last night had made me act like I was interrogating her during our meal yesterday. Thus, I felt apologetic toward Sandra and spoke to her in a gentler tone.

It seemed that Sandra had not taken yesterday's events to heart and merely led me to my workspace as she said, "You're too kind, President Lane. I believe your talents will aid in our project's advancement."

Hearing her address me as 'President Lane' made me feel weird, and I hurriedly waved my hands as I said, "Please don't call me that. I'm not in charge of the company anymore and am merely one of your subordinates. We're close in age, so you can just call me by my name."

"Alright." Sandra took a noticeable pause before she smiled and said, "In that case, I'll address you as Wanda going forth. You can't work too hard now since you're pregnant, and after thinking about it, I feel that data integration will be a more suitable task for you."

"Data integration?"

Sandra motioned for me to sit down before she took the mouse and clicked it so the screen displayed the correct page. "We conduct system tests every morning, and all you need to do is consolidate and archive the data the programmers send over." "Alright, understood."

I had not done much clerical work before, but I was pretty good at organizing data.

Seemingly worried I would overthink things, Sandra added, "This is very important. It's a crucial part of our systems analysis process, so no mistakes should be made. But I'm sure you can handle it."

"Don't worry. I understand that every position is important and valuable."

Then, Sandra gathered all employees within the department and said, "This is the department's newest employee, but I'm sure you all know her better than I do. I hope everyone can work well with each other and complete the project successfully." When she finished speaking, she turned to me and pointed to someone else as she said, "This is Queenie, the project leader. You can ask her any questions you might have."

I nodded as I turned toward Queenie to smile at her. She returned my smile, but I could see obvious contempt in her eyes as she gazed at me. Were my eyes playing tricks on me?

"Wanda, I have something else to attend to, but you can contact me anytime if you need anything."

Sandra pulled me back to reality before my imagination ran too wild.

The crowd dispersed after she left, and I returned to my desk so I could familiarize myself with the job.

Time flew once I started working, and the afternoon arrived in the blink of an eye.

I took an empty cup, walked to the pantry, and overheard something not meant for my ears.

Queenie and Florence Levin, who was part of the promotional team, were inside.

Queenie had a contemptuous look

on her heart-shaped face, and her voice sounded equally

contemptuous as she said, "Wanda Lane is pregnant, but she's still working. She's just worried that President Grant is having an affair, isn't she?"

"President Grant is rich and handsome. Countless ladies would love to be with him, so it's only natural that she's worried," Florence said as she smiled.

Queenie was making a cup of

coffee. She stirred it as she complained about me, "I heard she previously weaseled her way into working as a waitress in Zenon, and her skills have regressed after not working at Grant Corporation for so long. I didn't even want to answer the stupid questions she had this morning, but I didn't dare lose my temper because she's his wife."

"You're right, but she's new, so it's only normal that she hasn't gotten the hang of things yet. Have some patienee. Things will get better soon Florence did not add to what she had said.

"There's no way she'd be okay with working as a mere data clerk here. I bet she's after Director Tyler's position."

Queenie's statements were becoming more and more ridiculous.

I wanted to head inside, but I also wanted to continue listening to what she had to say. Thus, I forced myself to stay put and listen.