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    The woman gave Eileen a once-over and scoffed. “For someone new, you seem to believe you know a lot here. The document is sealed. Cut the crap and just deliver it.”


    Eileen nodded and replied simply, “Okay.”


    Eileen believed she needed to adopt a cautious stance in thepany. If any trouble arose, she would need to me it on someone else.


    Clutching the document, she rode the elevator to the top floor, pondering if she would meet Kinsey and Conroy.


    What should she say if she ran into them?


    The elevator doors soon slid open. Outside, Kinsey and Conroy were apanied by a man wearing sses.


    Eileen hadn’t prepared what to say to them.


    “Mr. Yates.” Conroy was the first to realize what was happening. He stepped aside, turned, and called out to the man behind him.


    The man seemed taken aback for a moment before finally realizing the situation. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” the man inquired, looking at Eileen.


    Eileen quickly exined, “I’m a new employee. I’m here to deliver a document for a colleague in the executive department.”


    The man, Quinton Yates, gave her a cold look and gestured to Conroy.


    “Take it. I’ll be waiting for you in the parking lot downstairs.”


    With that, Quinton disappeared into the CEO’s private elevator. The air was thick with tension as Eileen, Conroy, and Kinsey exchanged nces.


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    Breaking the silence, Eileen said, “You work here too? What a coincidence! Today’s my first day at thepany.”


    Kinsey’s expression darkened. “Didn’t your aunt mention you were only staying in the city for a couple of days?”


    As the elevator doors were about to close, Eileen stepped out to speak to them in a secluded corner.


    “Grandma’s health isn’t good. How could I just leave? Besides, it breaks my heart to see you struggling so hard to support the family. I pretended I was in the city for fun, but really, I came to find a job and help with the household expenses.”


    Kinsey nced at Conroy and then asked Eileen, “What’s your monthly sry?”


    “Two thousand five hundred in total. I’ve found a really cheap ce to rent here. I can manage to save a thousand dors a month,” Eileen replied, counting on her fingers.


    “A thousand?”


    Kinsey’s mouth twitched involuntarily at the figure. That amount was not enough to cover anything.


    Conroy sighed, his frown deepening. “A thousand is not much. You should go back and stay with Grandma.”


    He couldn’t tell Eileen to return to Onnd outright, but he could suggest she leave thepany.


    “No,” Eileen dered with serious determination. “I’m still young. If there’s a chance for me to earn, I need to support our family. If you think my ie is insufficient, maybe I should move into your ce. That way, I can save on rent.”


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