Chapter 389
Leslie looked at his colleagues in confusion. “What bed?”
“The bruise is only showing up now, so it should be…” The colleague chuckled,
It was a joke, but he couldn’t explicitly say it because, after all, Leslie was his boss.
Following his colleague’s gaze, Leslie rubbed his forehead. “It was Aurella who bumped
into me.”
He thought his explanation was clear, but his colleague’s laughter became even more cryptic.
“Is Mrs. Snyder okay?”
“She went to the hospital,” Leslie said.
Everyone spat their coffee out in surprise and looked at Leslie in shock.
Was Leslie really that intense?
Leslie looked at them, still puzzled. “What’s going on?”
Daniel then put down his coffee and approached him, saying, “Mr. Synder, this is something better discussed in private. Let’s not talk about it anymore.”
But Leslie sat down and said, “Explain it to me.”
Daniel sighed and whispered, “You don’t need to bring up your private affairs with Ms. Simmons, right?”
“Who said it was…” Leslie suddenly realized that his words had been misinterpreted.
“Mr. Synder, it’s just human nature to go overboard sometimes. Besides, look at Ms. Simmons‘ face. She’s so beautiful and lovely.
“Any man would feel protective, right? Well, except for me. And her figure, so perfectly shaped. Who wouldn’t be tempted? Of course, except for me.”
“Except for you? Seems like you’ve got it all figured out.” Leslie raised an eyebrow. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
“No, Mr. Synder. What I meant was, it’s normal for you to feel that way about Ms. Simmons,” Daniel hurriedly explained.
“I don’t feel that way about anyone,” Leslie said meaningfully.
“Maybe… your love runs deep.” Daniel analyzed.
“Get back to work.” Leslie dismissed the notion of love.
“Okay.” Daniel quickly left.
After that, Leslie leaned back in his chair and took a moment to relax with his eyes closed.
Just then, Cynthia’s voice came from the office. “Why’s everyone in such a good mood today?”
“It’s all because of Mr. Synder… He showed up with a big bump on his forehead.” A
perceptive colleague immediately redirected the conversation to Leslie again, pointing to the noticeable bump on his forehead.
Upon noticing this, Cynthia immediately approached Leslie and reached out to touch his forehead.
However, Leslie quickly dodged her and said, “Let’s get back to work.” He kept it brief to save Cynthia from embarrassment and put an end to the joking.
Cynthia’s hand hung in the air for a moment before she awkwardly withdrew it. Then, she sat down to work.
Recently, Jason had taken his annual leave to accompany his wife who had just given birth. So, Cynthia had volunteered to temporarily handle his responsibilities.
After all, she didn’t want Leslie to see her as someone who couldn’t balance professional and personal matters.
Shortly after, Jessica from the reception knocked on the door and entered the room. “Ms. Whitlock, I’ve arranged the interviewees in the meeting room. Here are their resumés.”
“Okay.” Cynthia took a look at the stack of resumés.
Then, she frowned slightly and called out to Jessica, “Jessica, how did you screen these applicants? Our company doesn’t hire female employees.”
“But I checked the online job postings, and it didn’t mention any gender restrictions,” Jessica replied, puzzled.
“That’s impossible. Don’t go thinking that you can change the information just because you got hired,” Cynthia said, displeased.