Chapter 12

"Please leave. Now." Coy stated in a stern voice. Charlene's hands were shaking as she held the platter, and her eyes were full of sorrow. Her fingers burned as the coffee sloshed out of the cup. Charlene turned to go without a word, even though she was in pain. However, Thorne's voice trailed her out of the office after she had only gone a few steps. "If there is another time, don't bother coming to work. She was no longer employed. She would have quit the firm when they found a replacement, even if this incident hadn't happened. However, she was aware that nobody there was interested in her narrative.

It felt useless to speak up. Charlene turned and left without saying anything, carrying the tray. She heard Vesta calming Thorne before she went. "There, darling Thorne, there. She probably didn't mean it. "Please, let's not remain irate." Charlene carefully put ointment from her purse on the burn, poured cool water over her flushed fingers, then poured the coffee down the sink. "It's funny," she scoffed in her heart.

I'm a really good cook and barista now. She was incapable of cooking, cleaning, or making a good cup of coffee prior to her marriage to Thorne. However, she longed for Thome and their kid after the marriage. Only she was aware of the difficulties that accompanied the time and effort she spent studying, which transformed her from a complete mess to almost flawless. The ointment she had in her handbag was a mother's first aid for their child. But Jasmine seldom ever used these ointments after moving to Goldland to live with Thome.

Fortunately, they were still valid. Charlene forced down the piercing ache in her heart after tending to her burn and went back to her desk to work. She noticed several coworkers whispering after she had completed organizing the papers on her desk. Have you heard? The girlfriend of Mr. Henderson arrived at work. "A girlfriend? I take it that Mr. Henderson has a girlfriend? Who is she? Is she attractive?" Nobody knows her background, but the receptionist downstairs said she's from a wealthy family, super pretty, and has an amazing aura! "When the coworkers saw that Charlene was about to get up to attend a meeting with them, they immediately closed their jaws and walked up to her, smiling artificially.

"Work first, gossip later." They were discussing Vesta, and Charlene knew it. However, she remained unresponsive, walked out of the office, and entered the elevator with her coworkers. Vesta and four senior executives were approaching them as they got out of the elevator and headed for the conference room. Vesta was surrounded by executives who were sucking up to her and behaving warily.

Vesta, clad in high-end labels, gave off the impression of a prosperous heiress at every turn. Despite her kind statements, she treated the executives like servants and acted as though she already owned the establishment. All of the execs were grinning. "This is the least we could do, Ms. Hawkins, given your connection to Mr. Henderson. You're too generous." "Indeed." Even though they had found their way, the executives scowled as they spoke and watched Charlene and her coworkers exit the elevator. "Watch where you're walking!" they said. What would happen if you ran across Ms. Hawkins? Are you completely lacking in manners?