His Forbidden Desire: From Secretary to Lover novel Chapter 8

Reinette walked back alone, having been exposed to the cold wind all night after the intense sex, and developed a high fever in the morning. However, she was not given a chance to rest as the HR department called her.

She was assigned to a car dealership under the Lambert Group, with the position of a frontline salesperson, a real exile. Jadeon was really ruthless, burying her directly in the mud. From chief secretary to direct sales, it was no different from being demoted from the king's favored right hand to a common soldier stationed at a border.

Despite suffering from a high fever, Reinette went to report to work. When she arrived, she finally understood what it meant to work on the front line. The place was small, and the entire office was cluttered with stuff, with a strange smell lingering in the air.

The person who received her was a fat middle-aged man named Fabius Larick, her supervisor. He was overly enthusiastic and had his eyes glued to Reinette when she entered, overtly and covertly inquiring about the reason why she was exiled. When Reinette refused to divulge any information, he impatiently waved his hand, telling her to find her own position.

Ignoring the strange looks from her colleagues, Reinette placed her few belongings on her desk and familiarized herself with the business. She didn't care about the business, just wanted to get through the next three months. So, she didn't bother to introduce herself and instead, carried her bag to stand in the lobby.

Her colleagues were all busy, and no one wanted to talk to her. With a severe headache, she decided to hide in a corner and pretend to be busy.

"Excuse me, can I try this car?" Suddenly, she heard a voice calling her.

Reinette looked up and saw a fifty-something old man wearing a shirt with a small hole in the collar. He didn't look very wealthy. She glanced around and saw that almost no one paid attention to this old man, probably thinking that he couldn't afford to buy anything.

"Yes, I'll get the key." Reinette took a deep breath, steadying her dizzy head, and went to the backstage to get the keys.

The old man tried a Mercedes, which cost around seventy thousand dollars, and Reinette handed him the brochure, wondering how to introduce it to him. However, before she could speak, he got out of the car.