A sh of suspicion crossed my mind, and before I could voice it, Bryson broke the silence with a nervous chuckle.


    “Zoe, why are you listening at the door? You gave me a heart attack,” he said with a grin.


    Although I could tell he was joking, I responded seriously. “Mr. Skinner, don’t misunderstand. I wasn’t cavesdropping. I just came to find you and hadn’t gotten around to knocking yet.”


    Brysonughed even more brightly, waving his hand dismissively. “I’m just messing with you. What’s up? Why are you


    here?”


    He gestured for me toe inside, and I followed him.


    Although I had been working here for a few days, this was my first time in his office. The first impression was… well, a little. much.


    Bryson was the VP of thepany, but since the CEO wasn’t active in the business anymore, Bryson was essentially the big boss now. You’d expect his office to reflect that-a more serious, professional look, maybe. But Bryson’s space was theplete opposite.


    Bright, colorful sofas, even shaped like crescents; there were potted nts everywhere-real flowers, not just greenery- bursting with vibrant colors. And on his desk, a collection of quirky little knick-knacks that made it feel like a casual living room rather than a corporate office.


    If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought I’d walked into the wrong room.


    “Like it?” Bryson asked, noticing me taking in the space.


    I tried to smile, but honestly, I wasn’t a fan. It was a bit too entric for my taste-definitely not the kind of office I’d expect a VP to have.


    But, hey, he was the boss, so he could decorate however he wanted.


    I gave him a small smile and said, “Mr. Skinner, your office definitely has a unique style.”


    Bryson grinned, clearly pleased. “I don’t like things too serious. My bro says the same. By the way, he’s our big boss. I was just talking to him on the phone. When you appeared at the door like that, it really startled me.”


    I gave a softugh, but inside I was thinking, ‘No wonder he can call all the shots with the big boss so familiar with him.’


    “Next time, I’ll make sure not to scare you,” I said with a nod, showing him I understood.


    Bryson waved his hand dismissively. “It’s nothing, I’m just a little jumpy,” he joked.


    His easy-going, approachable attitude was refreshing. There was none of the aloofness that Alvin had.


    Back when I was at the Dolton Group, Alvin was the president. During business hours, whenever he was in the office, he was Mr. Dolton to everyone, and I was just his assistant-a regr employee.


    Looking back now, I realized the way he treated me wasn’t because he was fair or just-it was because… he didn’t love me.


    Just thinking about it made my chest feel tight. I quickly pushed that thought away and got back to the reason I’de. “Mr. Skinner, I’d like to request some time off this afternoon.”


    “Time off?” Bryson raised an eyebrow.


    “Yeah, I’ve got something to take care of,” I exined vaguely.


    Bryson nodded. “Sure, sure. Don’t worry about the clients, I’ve already talked to the big boss. He said he’ll handle it, so you can focus on what you need to do.”


    I blinked, surprised. How did he know the big boss would be so amodating? I’d never even met the guy.


    Bryson chuckled, clearly amused by my confusion. “The big boss is a good guy-handsome and kind-hearted. If you met him, I’m sure you’d fall for him.”


    Fall for him?


    Suddenly, my face felt hot. But I quickly reasoned that Bryson meant the big boss was friendly and easy-going, so I nodded along and said, “A good boss like that must be loved by everyone.”


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