Overflow With Fake Love

Chapter 21: Does She Know My Identity? 

Early the next morning.John planned to treat a female star to breakfast, but he found his bank account had been frozen when he footed the bill.

In the end, it was the female star who paid for the meal.

John had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Just as he was about to go back and question Old Mr.Howard, a few bodyguards pulled him into a car and took him to the airplane to Africa expressionlessly.

"Old Mr.Howard said you misbehaved and asked you to go to Africa for one-month training.’ A bodyguard conveyed Old Mr.Howard's order expressionlessly.

John gritted his teeth.

"I don't wanna go there.Bring me back."

He tried to get out of the plane, but the bodyguards took out their guns and pointed them at him.

"I'm sorry.If you continue, we can only take a tougher measure.’ John was greatly shocked.

There were almost tears in his eyes.

He was sure that if he really left here, he would be shot.

Anyway, it was no big deal that a member of the Howard Family got hurt, at least in the eyes of Old Mr.Howard.

He turned around and passed the security check dejectedly.

‘Why is my grandpa so resolute this time? Could it be...’ A Cold face flashed in John's mind.

‘Amy, I'll get even with you when I come back!’ Of course, Amy did not know that she had inadvertently taken the fall.

At this time, she had come to the Grand Group and entered the Legal Department under the guidance of Tim.

There were very few newcomers in the Legal Department, and she was so beautiful.

As a result, the eyes of all the men lit up and their lips curled up unconsciously.

Amy bowed slightly and said sincerely, "My name is Amy Turner.Nice to meet you."

The men instantly showed great enthusiasm, but a few female colleagues looked at her coldly.

Women would never like a woman who was too beautiful.

That kind of beauty was a weapon, which made them feel uncomfortable.

The department quieted down after Yvonne arrived.

Yvonne's eyes swept over Amy's seat.

She remembered that she had seen Tim bring Amy here.

‘Is she employed by improper means?’ A Hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

"I've sent the new case to your email.You'd better study it when you're free.Our opponent is not that weak this time.’’

Amy felt that when this woman said the word "weak,'' she deliberately glanced at her.

"Are you Amy Turner? Come in with me.’ Yvonne turned around and open the door of her office.

Although Amy didn't know the situation, she still followed in.

"You should have known about the condition of the Legal Department.There is no special treatment for the newcomers here.Since Tim brought you here, I hope you won't disappoint me.We'll be very busy handling the new case later.As for you, just go and tidy up the archives next door.All the documents we need are there.You should be able to complete this task, right?"

Yvonne took out a form from the drawer without any expression.

"The files must be arranged in this order.This is the key to the file room.You will be responsible for the file room in the future."

Amy looked down at the key and didn't receive it.

‘Isn't it the job that cleaners are responsible for?’

"You don't want to do it?" Yvonne asked sarcastically.

Amy looked up at her and smiled.

"Miss Jeffreys, I think you have a misconception about me."

"Amy, you're thinking too much.You're a newcomer.I haven't seen you before.How can I have a misconception about you? This job is within your ability lest you cause any trouble for us."

Amy raised her eyebrows.

'She means I'm not professional?’

"Miss Jeffreys, you're right This is the first time we've met.You may not know much about my ability, so I hope you can give me a chance to prove myself"

"There is no need.No matter how competent you're, it won't affect my judgment of you.Take the key and go back to your seat."

Amy pursed her lips and sighed.

Anyway, there must be a lot of good things in the Grand Group archive.

She could take this opportunity to enrich herself instead of having conflict with Yvonne.

She picked up the key, nodded slightly, and turned to walk out.

Yvonne narrowed her eyes slowly and snorted, "You're quite endurable.”

She would never allow those women who got this job through improper channels to cause trouble.

She had to let Amy know that the Legal Department was not a comfortable place to stay.

Amy had thought it wasn't difficult to sort out the documents, so she would finish it soon.

However, when she opened the door of the archives office, she found that it was a total mess inside.

Even if she kept tidying it up without resting, she might not be able to finish it until night.

Fortunately, although Yvonne assigned her this task, she did not come to check it from time to time.

So she still had a chance to slack off.

Two days later, Amy heard that the target of the Grand Group's lawsuit this time was a foreign game company.

Yvonne took off with the team in the morning.

They might have arrived there now.

"Well, the boss of the game company was an employee of the Grand Group.’ Amy finished reading the documents and sighed.

Then the door of the archive behind her suddenly opened.

Paul stood at the door and was surprised to see Amy sitting in a chair by the window with a pile of documents in front of her. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Amy turned around and shot up from the chair at the sight of him.

"Mr.Howard." Paul nodded.

He had planned to come over to get some documents.

It was Tim's job, but Tim happened to leave just now.

"Why didn't you tell me that Yvonne asked you to work here?" Amy was surprised.

‘‘Although we've gone through something together, we aren't so close.Paul walked in and found that Amy had tidied up the place.Everything was very neat, and the window even became a paradise for reading.He took a document, sat in front of her, and opened it.” Amy also sat down.

She didn’t even dare to think about reading with the president of the Grand Group.

"I'm a little surprised when knowing your identity,’ Amy said calmly.

Paul's hand holding the document stiffened.

‘‘Has she known my identity?’’