The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

Chapter 0181

“We have a lot to discuss,” Dawn called through the door.

Logan and I both froze.

Very softly, Logan cursed.

“We can’t be behind closed doors alone,” I.whispered.

He glanced around, the gears in his head clearly turning. After a second or two, he dipped his head toward his desk.

“I’ll distract her, then you hide, got it?” he asked.

I nodded.

Logan lifted his hand and cupped my cheek. He rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip. My heart pounded in my chest. God, I wanted to kiss him again, forget the danger.

But then, his hand dropped away and the affection vanished from his eyes. He inched to the side and moved his hands away from me.

Slowly, he opened the door, but only enough for his face to fill the door. I took my chance and dashed across the room. I slid behind the desk and then slipped under it, hiding myself with his chair.

“Dawn, surely this can wait until later,” Logan said.

“Why should it need to? Are you so busy now that you cannot spare a moment to talk about the life quality of your own employees?” Dawn asked. “Unless you have some other reason you are trying to keep me out “of this room. I notice your secretary is not at her desk..”

Logan sighed loudly. “She’s in the bathroom.”

“Odd,” Dawn said. “I was just there and I did not see her.”

I gasped, then covered my mouth with both hands to muffle the sound. She was calling Logan on his lies.

He responded coolly, though. Totally unfazed. “Do you make a habit of tracking employees‘ bathroom times now? That doesn’t seem like a good use of your time.”

A moment of quiet passed. Logan clearly won this strange standoff between them.

“May I come in?” Dawn said. “The matter I wish to discuss does require some measure of urgency.”

Logan stepped back from the door, allowing Dawn into the office.

“As long as this isn’t about my secretary.”

“It does concern her,” Dawn said. “But it’s not only her.

There was an inch clearance between the bottom of the desk and the carpeted floor. There, I watched the shadows of Logan and Dawn as they entered the room. They both stopped at the front of the desk. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

“Out with it then,” Logan said.

“There has been a certain measure of… hostility in the workforce regarding the new rules. Not only has the

improper behavior continued among your employees, there has now been some direct lashing out against .the entire HR department. Me, specifically.”

“In what way?” Logan asked.

“Vulgar name–calling behind my back. A few emails from people trying to make some sort of stand. They even have a petition going to have me removed as the new policy’s overseer.”

Logan leaned against his desk. He stood almost as a shield, his feet firmly between me hiding behind the desk and Dawn’s looming form.

“Perhaps this is an indication that you should share the burden with the others in your department,” Logan said. “Drafting a policy which gives you and only you the power to deem who is in the right and who is in the wrong may have been an incorrect choice.”

Incorrect was putting it mildly. She was grabbing at power however she could get it.

My blood was boiling. These rules were supposed to help people – protect employees from being harassed – yet the only one who seemed to be really helped was Dawn herself.

“What’s done is done,” Dawn said, dismissing the criticism. “Now, we need to discuss how to bring the employees back into line.”

“Firing Mike from IT was too far,” Logan said. “He’s a good worker. Always put in overtime when asked to. He never asked for anything more than he was given.”

Oh, Logan. He had been listening to me yesterday, when I tried to plead Mike’s case. With those details, it seemed as if he looked into it even further. My heart warmed for him.