Charlie stopped mid-sentence and glanced at Seth.
Seth, lips pressed tightly together, made his way over.
Patty stepped aside with a frosty look as he opened the office door and followed him in.
Charlie faintly heard Patty ask Seth, “Do you know why I came today?”
That question… He scratched his temple and shifted to the side.
Just then, the elevator dinged at their floor, making Charlie's heart skip a beat. He knew this was trouble. Before he could think of what to do, he saw Cicely stepping out with two bags in her hands.d2
He hurried forward, reaching to take the bags from her. “Ms. Cicely, you might need to wait a bit longer. Mr. Diaz is still in a meeting.”
Cicely gave him an extra look, “Charlie, you feeling okay today?”
With a sheepish grin and a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, Charlie replied, “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Cicely rarely invested her thoughts in others and didn’t take much notice of Charlie's odd behavior today. She headed straight for Seth's office. “It’s fine. I can wait for him in his office, I’m not in a hurry.”
Charlie tried several times to stand in her way, not keen on her nearing the office, but each attempt faltered before action. Such an obvious refusal would make the problem too apparent.
“Ms. Cicely...”
“Seth!”
Cicely's silhouette paused at the office door.
The former was Charlie's final, helpless plea. The latter, a sharp rebuke, came from Patty inside the office.
Charlie closed his eyes, especially embarrassed when Cicely silently glanced his way.
“What are you trying to do? Warning Danielle to not talk too much in front of me? If you don’t want to worry me, then why don’t you just agree to her? She’s not without merit. Numerous talent agencies are vying for her. Now she wants to sign with you, and you treat her like this? Rejected her several times? She can’t even get an appointment with you? Is that reasonable?!”
“This is my company's business. I can judge whether she's qualified.”
“What kind of judgment do you have? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Is it because of Cicely again? How much more are you going to cater to her?”
“If you know I’m trying to please her, then stop bringing up Danielle’s issues and causing me trouble.”
Cicely frowned from outside the door.
Pleasing? Talking about pleasing her in front of Patty? She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, subconsciously wanting to hear more.
“So, how much does Danielle have to suffer? If wasn’t Danielle’s identity, signing her would be the obvious choice, right? You said Cicely is nice and understanding. If you explain it to her, she shouldn’t object.”
“If everyone is so keen on Danielle, she’ll get better treatment elsewhere than from signing with me. Are you sure you want me to bring up Danielle’s case in front of Cicely, who has harbored resentment for her?”
Patty took a deep breath, “But Danielle joining your company is just a matter of time.”
“Definitely not now.”
Seth's tone finally broke through his restraint, showing a hint of impatience.
Cicely's hands at her sides clenched tightly, her gaze shadowed by a faint gloom.
Silence fell in the office for a moment, and Patty’s next words were less heated. “What about Danielle then? Seth, I’m warning you, Danielle is set on acting now. When you weren’t the same circle, it’s all good, but now that you're in the same industry, you must look after her. Don’t use Cicely as a shield. If you really care, you'll manage it.”
Still hopeful, she added, “If you directly sign Danielle and look after her, that's only right. Even if Cicely finds out, she can't complain.”
“If she truly encounters a problem, I’ll consider helping. But for now, when I say I won’t sign her, I mean it.”
“Fine. I’ll talk to Danielle, but remember, by next year, after you’ve married her and, as you said, secured the Ellis family’s influence and shares, you better sort this out. I must be crazy to actually agree to let you marry her.”
Cicely’s heart skipped a beat, and suddenly her legs felt weak. She stepped back, feeling lightheaded.
Charlie, who was too far from the office to hear the exchange, approached Cicely with concern, “Ms. Cicely, are you alright?”
Cicely's hands trembled slightly as she looked up at Charlie, her beautiful face expressionless, her voice as calm as water. “I need to use the restroom.”
Not two minutes after she left, Patty emerged from the office.
Charlie entered next. He placed the two paper bags on the coffee table. Seth was sitting in his chair, his face a mask of brooding darkness. “Mr. Diaz, Ms. Cicely brought these from the Lucky Spoon.”
Seth’s gaze lifted slowly, the storm in his eyes yet to dissipate, his voice low and strained, “Where is she?”
Startled by Seth’s demeanor, Charlie replied hesitantly, “She’s in the restroom.”
Seth’s attention finally shifted to the paper bags on the coffee table. “Did you get the cake?”
“I just sent someone to pick it up; it should be back soon.”
“Alright.” Seth pinched the bridge of his nose and stood from his chair, moving towards the door.
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