Chapter 615: Chapter 615

"What did you say?" Wendy looked agitated.

Clearly, she was very uneasy now.

Jane Quinlan knew that Wendy had good reason to be uneasy.

After all, not just anyone could come up and be the President’s assistant.

Although Kay Forrest is only acting as President now, someday he will become the top executive of the company.

By then, it would be as if Wendy had ascended to the heavens.

After all, even the managers in the assistant’s office have to give the President’s secretary a bit of face.

"It seems you still don’t understand. Let me make it clear to you, Wendy.

First, I’m not here to take your position, my health isn’t very good right now, and Kay Forrest is just being cautious, that’s why he had me come up here.

Second, I have no ill will against you personally. If you wouldn’t always target me because of Kay Forrest, then I won’t make things difficult for you while I work here.

Third, I won’t be here forever; in seven or eight months I’ll go downstairs.

Fourth, you graduated from a prestigious university, you have the qualifications, and your ability to manage work is very good. I’m clear on that, you’re more qualified than me to sit here.

These are my thoughts, if you still want to oppose me, then I can only accompany you in that.

If you choose to live in peace with me during this time, I will respect you too."

Jane Quinlan spoke firmly and assertively.

Wendy has always been strong, but after hearing all this, she hesitated.

She wasn’t sure if what Jane Quinlan said was true.

"What if you’re lying to me?"

"Lying to you? Hm, you’re not important enough for me to sacrifice my own kindness to deal with you."

After pondering for a moment, Wendy turned around and went back to her seat to call downstairs to prepare a table and chairs.

Jane Quinlan smiled as she heard Wendy making the call.

Wendy is a smart person; she knows how to weigh the situation.

It’s just a pity that she clings too much to things that don’t belong to her, like Kay Forrest.

Not to mention, if Wendy really stayed by Kay Forrest’s side in that position, she would indeed worry a bit.

After all, from her point of view, Wendy is still very excellent.

At noon, Kay Forrest came out to ask her what she wanted to eat, Jane Quinlan thought for a moment: "You decide, I’m fine with anything."

Her so-called ’fine with anything’ meant not wanting to eat anything.

He almost hissed: "How about the hot and sour soup from my dad’s place?"

Jane Quinlan nodded: "The taste is indeed good, but it’s so far, going there and back is a waste of time."

"I’ll have the maid bring it to you."

Jane Quinlan shook her head: "No need, it’s too much trouble."

"No trouble at all, I’m the one who decides. You just rest."

After speaking, he turned and went back to his office.

Wendy felt very suffocated inside, she slammed her pen onto the desk and carried her teacup into the pantry.

Jane Quinlan raised an eyebrow and kept silent; from Wendy’s perspective, it was understandable to be a bit troubled.

But now, she wasn’t in a position to worry about others, she should just take care of herself.

Because Kay Forrest made the call a bit late, the lunch sent from the old house arrived after twelve o’clock.

Wendy had already gone downstairs to eat.

When she entered Kay Forrest’s office, she immediately took a deep breath of the sour and fragrant aroma and was satisfied: "Wow, it smells so good."

She went over, took a spoon, and drank two mouthfuls.

Seeing her drink with such satisfaction, Kay Forrest was also concerned. Eating this every day wasn’t nutritious.

Not to mention she was pregnant; even if she weren’t, it wouldn’t be good to always eat .

"Tonight, I’ll take you to the hotel, you can see what else you like besides the hot and sour soup."

Jane Quinlan shook her head: "Don’t bother, it won’t always be .

This morning, I was bored and looked it up online, and having morning sickness is a good sign.

It means the fetus is well rooted.

I thought being pregnant was suffering yesterday.

But now I don’t think so anymore; I’m actually quite happy."

She said with a giggly smile, full of satisfaction.

Kay Forrest raised his hand and ruffled her hair: "Silly girl."

Jane Quinlan pushed the other food the maid had brought to his side: "Alright, stop looking at me with those pitiful eyes, you eat your meal.

At least one of us needs to be strong; otherwise, we’ll both end up weak and infirm."

"Don’t worry, your man’s physical fitness isn’t bad at all."

In the cafeteria, Wendy sat beside the dining table, irritated, after eating. She didn’t want to go back and see Jane Quinlan’s face.

Evelyn Claire came over with her tray and sat opposite: "Wendy, you’ve finished eating already, huh?"

Wendy ignored her, in a bad mood.

"Oh my, who would’ve thought that the first day back at work after the New Year would be this busy.

I’ve just finished my stuff, and people are still working overtime.

You’re lucky to have Director Forrest to follow, always getting a slice of the action."

Wendy took a sip of her yogurt and said, "Quit jabbering and eat yours."

"Why are you talking with such a fiery tone, what’s up, who’s pissed you off this time?"

Wendy gave her a cold look without saying a word.

"I overheard this morning during a break that Director Forrest transferred Jane Quinlan to your team?"

Wendy was annoyed: "Good news never goes beyond the gate, while bad news spreads a thousand miles."

"Are you upset right now because of Jane Quinlan?"

Wendy stood up to leave, and Evelyn Claire immediately got up and grabbed her: "Hey, I just got here, why are you in such a hurry to go?

Besides, going back would just mean playing third wheel, how annoying. Better to keep me company for a bit here."

Wendy glared at her: "Then stop spouting nonsense, it’s so irritating."

"I’m doing this for your own good.

Everyone in our department was saying, with Jane Quinlan moving up, you might be pushed out.

Handling a schemer like Jane Quinlan is no easy feat.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have Director Forrest wrapped around her finger."

Wendy raised her eyebrows; Jane Quinlan had said today that she wasn’t there to compete with her.

"Wendy, you can’t afford to be careless.

It would be truly embarrassing if you suddenly got moved back to your old position.

I’m telling you this as a friend.

Ever since Jane Quinlan and Director Forrest’s affair was exposed, Evie Larkin has barely had anyone in the department willing to associate with her.

Why is that? Because they think she was dumped by Director Forrest and is no longer of any use.

Even Manager Qu, who used to be as close as sisters with Evie Larkin, hasn’t been around her much lately.

What is this if not a case of kicking someone while they’re down?

You’re still by Director Forrest’s side, and everyone wants to cozy up to you.

But if one day you’re squeezed out from that position, imagine how many people would be there waiting to laugh at your misfortune."

Listening to Evelyn Claire, Wendy’s expression grew even colder.

She knew Evelyn Claire was right.

How many people were likely waiting to watch her downfall.

Back when she was promoted to work by Director Forrest’s side, she had no plans to ever go back.

Now, because of Jane Quinlan, she was experiencing all this trouble.

It was utterly frustrating.

Seeing Wendy’s gloomy expression, Evelyn Claire’s eyes shone brightly: "Actually, Wendy, I think you need to find someone to help you.

You can’t keep fighting that kind of woman all by yourself.

You belong to the straightforward kind, not cunning enough to play mind games.

Look, whenever you’re unhappy, it immediately shows on your face.

But Jane Quinlan is different, just look at her playing the innocent vixen.

All her nasty tricks are hidden, scheming behind the scenes.

If you try to outmaneuver her, you’re still too green."

Wendy curled her lip; that woman was indeed much more ruthless than she seemed.

They had clashed several times, and not once had she come out on top.

Thinking it over, Evelyn Claire’s suggestion didn’t seem unreasonable.

"Easy for you to say, this company belongs to the Forrest Family, if I asked you to help me, would you be willing?"

Evelyn Claire waved her hand: "I’m no match for Jane Quinlan either.

Besides, I’m too outspoken and not firm in my position, susceptible to being bought off with a bit of money.

You need to find someone who hates Jane Quinlan as much as you do.

Only with aligned interests can you truly join forces from the heart."

"Hate Jane Quinlan?" Wendy clutched her yogurt bottle and raised an eyebrow at her: "Who do you think is suitable?"

"Don’t you think Evie Larkin is a perfect fit?

In my opinion, she probably hates Jane Quinlan even more than you."

Wendy smirked and didn’t respond.

Evelyn Claire hurriedly said: "Wendy, what are you laughing at? Think about it, apart from you and Evie Larkin, who else in this company would hate Jane Quinlan so much?

Both of you are victims tormented by Jane Quinlan.

Because of Jane Quinlan, Evie Larkin has become the laughingstock of the company.

And you, it’s the same for you now, the news about Jane Quinlan moving up hasn’t spread yet, but by this afternoon, probably the whole company will know.

Do you think you can stay uninvolved?"

"Evelyn Claire, spit it out, is it Evie Larkin who asked you to come to me?"