Book TRK
Chapter 32
Kimma Johnson looked at Ethan Carter's acquiescence, the anger in her heart instantly sirged, barely suppressed, even the last trace of patience to talk to him disappeared. and she turned around to leave.
At this time, the elevator arrived, she seized the opportunity to quickly enter the elevator, hurriedly pressed the button of his floor.
Ethan stopped in place, watching her figure disappear in the elevator, his eyes more and more complex, after a while before driving away.
Emma dragged her tired body back to the home, just entered the door, the living room came a sharp scream!
"Ah ah ah, ghost!"
Nestled in the sofa, holding snacks watching TV Summer Thompson suddenly saw a green thing broke in, so scared that the hands of the potato chips scattered all over the
ground.
"It's me!"
Emma chagrined and gave her a blank look, hearing this familiar voice, Summer only gradually regained her composure.
"Em, what have you gotten yourself into!"
Summer's mouth opened wide in surprise, looking at Emma incredulously.
"It's nothing, there's a construction near our company, it just so happened that when I was passing by, the worker accidentally knocked over the paint bucket."
Emma made a light smile, and gave an excuse to get out of it. She didn't plan to tell Summer about the paint being thrown on her, because she didn't want Summer worry for her. Besides, with Summer's character, if she knew about it, she would definitely try her best to take it out on herself.
Emma doesn't want to let her matter involve the people around her.
three years to Love
Summer said with a smack of her lips and a hint of teasing.
"Okay, I'll go take a shower first."
Emma couldn't stand the pungent smell of paint and the sticky feeling, took two- changes of clothes and immediately got into the bathroom.
"It's so nice after a bath!"
She couldn't help but sigh, her mood didn't seem so bad!
"Em, go and rest, don't worry about me!"
Summer and Emma were like sisters, even in Emma's house, she didn't see anything
strange.
"I'm going to bed first."This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
Because she wanted to finalize the design within five days, Emma's time at the company was extraordinarily tight. In order to increase efficiency, she had to compress
her rest and meal time.
She dragged her tired body to lie on the bed, and slept almost in seconds!
The first ray of morning sunshine poured into the room through the curtains, Emma opened her sleepy eyes, looked at the time, and immediately got up from the bed. After washing up, she sat in front of the vanity mirror and put on a light makeup, so that it seems to be a little more spiritual. Emma hastily ate two bites of breakfast, and then hurried to the company. As soon as she entered the company's front door, the surrounding coworkers looked at her with strange eyes, and some even avoided her as if she had encountered the plague. Although Emma realized it, but on the surface is still unperturbed, with a decent and confident smile on her face. She had never been surprised by the stares.
"I didn't think she'd have the nerve to come to the office."
"If it were me. I would have found a hole in the ground."
Three Years to Love...
strange.
"I'm going to bed first."
Because she wanted to finalize the design within five days, Emma's time at the company was extraordinarily tight. In order to increase efficiency, she had to compress her rest and meal time.
She dragged her tired body to lie on the bed, and slept almost in seconds!
The first ray of morning sunshine poured into the room through the curtains, Emmal opened her sleepy eyes, looked at the time, and immediately got up from the bed. After washing up, she sat in front of the vanity mirror and put on a light makeup, so that it seems to be a little more spiritual. Emma hastily ate two bites of breakfast, and then hurried to the company. As soon as she entered the company's front door, the surrounding coworkers looked at her with strange eyes, and some even avoided her as if she had encountered the plague. Although Emma realized it, but on the surface is still unperturbed, with a decent and confident smile on her face. She had never been surprised by the stares.
"I didn't think she'd have the nerve to come to the office."
"If it were me, I would have found a hole in the ground."
A few people in the elevator were whispering, not loudly, but she could hear them clearly, and Emma guessed what they were talking about, and pulled out her cell phone with a sense of unease.
Sure enough, the video of her being splashed with paint had gone viral on the internet, so it was no wonder that these people started pointing fingers behind her back as soon as she entered the office. She gripped her cell phone tightly." She knew in her heart, who the originator of this matter was.
Olivia Brooks gleefully scrolled through the comments section of the video, which were undoubtedly accusatory and abusive towards Emma, and put her phone away in satisfaction as she carried her glass of water into the pantry.