"Well..." Austin scratched his head, at a loss for words.
Rachel waited for a while, and all that she heard was "Well..." Finally, she interrupted him coldly, "All right. He must be too busy with his business that he couldn't even pick up his phone. I won't ask you again. Goodbye."
At the sound of the call being disconnected, Austin clutched the phone to his chest, raised his head, and said in a plaintive tone, "Mr. Fu, you're killing me!"
On her end, Rachel felt a little uncomfortable after ending the call. She was worried, but basing on Austin's tone during the call, she could at least tell that Jack was safe. However, it was impossible for Jack's secretary not to know what was taking up his time. Did Jack order him not to tell her anything?
Why were they hiding things from her?
Rachel tried to tell herself not to overthink, but her wayward thoughts were difficult to control.
She was so lost in thought that she almost jumped in shock when someone suddenly tapped her shoulder from behind. She whirled around and sighed in relief when she saw her colleague. "What's the matter?"
"The executive is here, and he wants to speak with you and the director in his office." The colleague stared at her as though she could get gossip by looking into her eyes.
The corners of Rachel's mouth twitched. She stood up and said, "Okay. I'll be right there."
The colleague stretched out an arm and hooked it throug
ver given me the chance to redeem myself."
James glanced at her in disgust and quickly looked away.
Rachel knew that the discussion had nothing to do with her anymore. She wanted to stand aside quietly and watch the scenario play out to its conclusion, but of course, the director didn't give her that chance. She clutched at Rachel's arm heavily, and Rachel could still feel the director's nails pressing into her skin even with the multiple layers of clothing she had on.
She frowned and pulled her arm back, saying in a cold voice, "You were asked by Mr. Zhou after that meeting to go to his office. As long as you explained your side clearly, everything should be okay."
James echoed, "That's true, but I didn't expect you to be so thick-faced that you would blame Rachel for your actions! What? You think you could make her a scapegoat since you are the director and she is your subordinate?"
They weren't speaking in hushed voices, and with James' angry outburst, the executive department was in a great uproar. People started pressing their ears against the door to eavesdrop on the conversation going on inside.
Although they didn't hear it clearly, gathering information in such a manner was preferable to being an outsider who had to guess without any context.
When Rachel stepped out of the office, everyone else in the entire administration department workforce turned her way, their eyes appraising her.