Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

When Amelia White returned to its position, her legs were weak.

The colleague at the next working desk looked indignant: “Why is she like this?”

In fact, colleague came back early after dinner and saw Elena Kent ordering Amelia White to do this and that. He wanted to fight against injustice, but was stopped by other colleagues.

The colleague’s reason is also very full: “You are silly, that is the future proprietress. Amelia White has obviously offended her, and you want to have good fruit when you rush up?”

Amelia White shook her head: “It’s OK, she won’t stay here anyway.”

In fact, Elena Kent also inspected her place in the office area for a while, and then left without interest.

She just wants to show her future boss’s identity, but she is not really willing to work in the company.

Only a moment after she left, the door in the reception hall opened. Nicola Clinton came out slowly with his help, looked at the direction of Amelia White, shook his head and sighed.

Elena Kent’s deliberate causing trouble is obvious to all discerning people.

It’s just that Laura Kent is behind her. Even as Nicola Clinton’s help, he doesn’t dare to say anything more.

However, when he returned to report the news to Nicola Clinton, he said a little.

“When I just came up from downstairs, I met Amelia White.”

Nicola Clinton did not speak, but paused for a moment.

The assistant was a little confused about his attitude, hesitated for a moment, then stopped to talk about what had happened before.

Nicola Clinton’s eyes darkened slightly.

“Mind your own business!” He raised his head suddenly.

The assistant’s heart shook violently. The next second, he lowered his head and pleaded guilty: “Sorry, President Nicola…”

“You don’t need to report such things to me in the future.” Nicola Clinton glanced at him faintly. “Am I too idle?”

The assistant dared not speak again, so he finally waved: “Go out.”

The assistant immediately got amnesty, bowed his head and left the office.

Nicola Clinton’s face suddenly darkened when the gate closed.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Elena Kent!

His palms tightened, and a deep anger flashed across his eyes.

Along with the documents on the table, Nicola Clinton also became very unpleasant. Nicola Clinton waved away irritably, and sat on the chair, raised their hands and rubbed their eyebrows heavily.

Amelia White finished an investigation report, and the stomach growled again.

The workload in the morning was heavy, and it consumed physical strength. After Elena Kent gave orders, the whole person was hungry and could hardly use any energy.

The colleague beside just turned his head and said, “You look a little pale. Do you mind?”

Amelia White shook her head and said, “Nothing.”

The colleague thought for a moment, rummaged in the drawer for a while, found a bag of instant noodles and handed it to her: “It’s a bit dry. You can go to the tea room to eat, so that you won’t be seen later.”

Amelia White’s stomach was really uncomfortable, so she did not shirk. She thanked her and grabbed the instant noodles and went to the tea room.

Just as the boiling water softened, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the tea room.

Amelia White thinks that eating instant noodles at work time is not good. It is more important to go to the back to avoid it. The door of the tea room will open next second, and Jucy Emma’s figure appears at the gate, facing her direction.

The acrid taste of instant noodles pervaded the tea room. Jucy Emma glanced at it, then hooked her lips and sneered, “Oh, Miss White is this at noon? You are a precious daughter. How can you eat this kind of food?”

At noon, Amelia White was commanded to do this and that by Elena Kent. Jucy Emma naturally had all her eyes on her. She wished Elena Kent could defeat her more.

Amelia White’s face became cold, and the bowl was thrown on the table: “What does this have to do with you?”

“It has nothing to do with me.” Jucy Emma snorted, “It’s just that you didn’t do your job during work hours, but you violated the company’s regulations. As your boss, I have the right to criticize you. In addition, I will report today’s events to the superior, and your salary should be deducted.”

Amelia White was reluctant to look at her face. She turned coldly and said, “Then you can help yourself.”

Jucy Emma was angry at her attitude and said, “Let’s see.”

Then there was a rustling sound. Amelia White estimated that it was Jucy Emma who had left, and was too lazy to turn around. It was here quietly waiting for instant noodles.

After two or three minutes, a spicy smell began to diffuse. Amelia White opened the lid, and the white dense fog rose.

Amelia White took a deep breath, and the next second there was a sound of footsteps behind her, as if she was approaching herself.

She thought it was Jucy Emma who had not left yet. She was impatient and turned to her with a bowl: “Didn’t you say tiy would deduct my salary? Then you will deduct…”

The sight fell on Nicola Clinton, and the voice suddenly stopped.

Nicola Clinton was passing by the tea room. Hearing the news, he decided to come in and have a look. Unexpectedly, he saw instant noodles in Amelia White.

He suddenly remembered what the assistant had said before – Amelia White was ordered by Elena Kent. He had been busy for a whole noon and had not even had time to eat lunch.

In the evening when he saw the bubble noodles floating in the soup, and his eyes were slightly dark.

Just about to say something, the opposite Amelia White has moved quickly, she have stepped back several steps, opened the distance with Nicola Clinton, bowed and alienated: “President Nicola.”

In an instant, a nameless fire came to his mind.

“What are you doing?” He asked coldly.

Anyway, he have been seen. Amelia White doesn’t care. She just gave up on herself and said, “I’m having lunch. I know I violated the company’s regulations. If you want to deduct my salary, President Nicola, you can deduct it.”

Her attitude made Nicola Clinton more angry, and his anger could not stop rising.

There was a silence in the tea room. the two people breathing gently and gently.

Nicola Clinton sneered and said sarcastically: “What are you expressing? Or do you mean to be pathetic in front of me?”

“You don’t have to play these tricks in front of me. If you have time, you might as well think about how to atone for Bill Clinton, because even if you play pitifully, I won’t be soft on you at all!”

“You…” Amelia White frowned fiercely, but Nicola Clinton was just about to retort. He turned around and walked out of the tea room quickly.

When the door was slammed, Amelia White stomped her foot: “Bastard!”