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Chapter 3

The next morning, when I spoke up, Kenneth laughed like a fox.

"Do you want a day off? I’m worried about you," he said.

I hugged his neck. "If you truly worry about me, then promote me to the head of the administrative secretary department. Same salary, of course. In short, I don't want to be a lowly errand girl anymore."

The previous head of the secretary department resigned and returned to his hometown, so the position has been vacant for a while. I've been eyeing it for a long time.

Even though I just graduated, my academic and professional achievements at school and in the company are evident. I am more than capable of handling that position.

Most importantly, as a recent university graduate, was it appropriate for me to be performing so poorly since I joined the company?

Kenneth lightly kissed my lips. "That position is too tiring, with a heavy workload and pressure. If you, with your petite frame, end up being exhausted, I'll genuinely worry."

The same old excuse.

I pushed him away and sat up. "Kenneth, you know damn well that I have the ability!"

Kenneth lazily laid there, exuding a sexy allure. "I know your ability better than anyone."

I glared at him, rolled out of bed, and decided to ignore him.

He was a bad man, a total bastard!

Kenneth got out of bed and walked over, hugging me from behind. No matter how much I struggled, I couldn't break free, so I gave up.

"Kenneth, I hate you!"

I finally understood that this despicable man saw me as nothing more than his birdie. He would break my wings if he could. How could he let me soar higher?

Kenneth wasn't bothered, a faint smile always present on his handsome face. "You hate me? It seems I haven't been performing well, then."

......

In the office, my three colleagues were busy while I sat there like a fool.

Susan even envied me, saying, "We're all secretaries, Cynthia, how come you have an easier job? I'm exhausted, looking at these project data every day, without any commissions. We all get the same salary, why am I so unlucky?"

"The CEO sees Cynthia as his own niece, so we can't compare ourselves to her."

"That's right, who asked us to work for the boss's favorite?"

"Fiona is not a good friend of mine, right?"

"......"

Niece?

When did Kenneth start treating me as his niece?

If he truly sees me as his niece, why did he deceive me like that?

At that time, I was young and foolish, falling into his magic, falling into his trap. ...

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got!

Suddenly, the landline on the table rang, followed by Kenneth's serious voice: "Coffee."

My heart sank, and I went over to Susan: "Why don't you go and bring coffee to the president? Leave your work to me, I'll do it."

"Really? Cynthia, you're so kind!" Susan immediately handed me a stack of folders and went to make coffee.

I opened the folder and looked at it for a while, and suddenly, I felt a shadow vision darken. I looked up to see Kenneth. Who knew when he had come in?

He had a stern face and knocked on my desk: "Cynthia, come to my office."

"......"

Susan gave me a guilty look.

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