Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 139 Mr. Conduibh Didn’t Hurt You, Did He?

He smiled and suddenly became embarrassed. “Did I hurt you just now?”

Shaking her head, she answered, “Mr. Conduibh, it’s work time. Can I go back to work now?”

He gathered his senses again and said in a guilty tone, “Sorry, I was too rude.”

Shaking her head, she said, “Mr. Conduibh, I’ve forgot what happened just now. I hope you won’t think too badly of me, though I love money indeed. It was your parents who set me up to be in huge debt and even got Savannah in trouble, so I think she is the one you should say sorry to. And I hope you can say sorry to her on behalf of your parents, if you’re willing.”

He nodded.

He tidied his suits and still looked very nervous. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”

She still shook her head and said, “Don’t mention it. I’ve forgot it.”

“All right.”

They walked out of the parking lot as if nothing had happened just now. When Ophelia came back to her office in the department of design, her colleagues threw an occasional look at her. She felt nervous again and glanced at Elisa, who was famous as a gossip.

“Ophelia, someone saw you were pulled out of the company by Mr. Conduibh. He didn’t hurt you, did he?” Elisa asked her in a low voice.

Weaving a sigh secretly, Ophelia thought it was true to say that there was no secret in offices. People were particularly interested in gossiping the relationship between a boss and a staff, especially when the staff was married.

In her colleagues’ eyes, she might have been a woman who entered the company due to her relationship with the boss.

A workplace was like a battlefield. One would lose if he was not careful.

Ophelia said, “Mr. Conduibh was talking business with me. I’m married and pregnant. What relationship do you think I am with him?”

Seeing her so calm, Elisa was worried about her. “I know Mr. Conduibh and you are just boss and staff, but the others don’t think so perhaps. You’re married and having a baby, so you might as well be careful and cautious in case your reputation should be damaged.”

Ophelia felt warm. She knew that the girl, who was in her twenties, was considerate and careful, despite being gossipy and noisy.

“I know, you gossip. I will be more careful. Come back to work.”

Glancing at her, Elisa said, “Mrs. King has an opinion with you, so you’d better be more careful. Don’t be so casual.”

Ophelia smiled, “Since when you have become such a stickybeak?” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Elisa pouted in a pretending annoyance and said, “I’m for your own good, while you call me stickybeak. You’re so ungrateful. I’ll leave your alone.”

She went back to her seat after saying that.

Ophelia smiled and shook her head, saying, “Elisa, don’t be angry with me. I’ll treat you to today’s lunch. Is it OK?”

Elisa snorted, “For the sake of lunch, I’ll forgive you this time.”

“Thank you.”

Elisa was back to work with pleasure.

Ophelia shook her head, trying to put all the troubles behind and devoted herself into the work. In the office, Gracie King received a call from an unknown number. She picked it up. After a few seconds, she said, “I’ll see you in Stunningcafé later.”

Then she hung up.

Taking her LV bag and wearing sky-high heels, she left her office, took the lift to the parking lot, and drove her car away.

After fifteen minutes, Elisa got the news that Gracie had left the company. She came to Ophelia and said in a low voice, “I heard that Mrs. King left the company ten minutes ago. She must be planning something. Otherwise, she won’t be in such a rush. You’d better be careful, just in case.”

Ophelia smiled and pointed her forehead with a pen, saying, “Sweetie, why are you so imaginative? Do you watch too many detective movies? Come back to work now, or your bonus will be deducted.”

Elisa curled her lips and said, “Trust my intuition. Mrs. King is scheming though she looks innocent. You should be more careful.”

Ophelia said, “Just come back to work. Though Mrs. King is strict with us, she won’t punish us for no reason. You must envy that she’s beautiful.”

Elisa curled her lips and said, “You misunderstand me.”

Ophelia smiled.

The news Elisa brought for Ophelia didn’t distract her from work. Gracie King put on her sunglasses and stepped into the café.

“Welcome, miss, how many in your group?” A waitress came to greet her.

“Two.”

“This way, please.”

She chose a seat at the corner. When the man who had the appointment with her arrived, she said, “You’re late.”

She stretched her hand and said, “Where’s what I need? I have to go back to work in a moment.”

“Gracie, we haven’t seen each other for ages, but you asked me to give you what you want as soon as I arrived. Don’t you think it will hurt my feeling?”