This question caused Yvonne to be stumped at once. She wasn't expecting Miss Harrison to be so straightforward, to the point where she wasn't sure of what to answer.
If she chose not to answer her question, she would probably seem pretentious.
However, it was difficult for her to answer it considering the current circumstances of their relationship.
Moreover, she was uncertain as to what was going through Zachary's mind.
She had to answer carefully or risk becoming more passive about it in the future.
However, this was a question that she had to answer, not to mention a question that she had to answer carefully to prevent the others from perceiving her as dishonest.
Facing Miss Harrison's expectant gaze with a tinge of jealousy, Yvonne smiled and said, "I wish we were, President Lowe is so good looking. I would be so blessed to be able to be with him."
This way, she could answer the question without having to lie.
Miss Harrison was startled for a while, then her gaze which was initially filled with jealousy became clearer with more understanding.
She was shocked as she hadn't thought that Yvonne would express her inner thoughts and wishes so directly and honestly. If anything, she saw Yvonne as a truthful and nice person.
She smiled warmly.
It seemed as if she had included Yvonne in her team.
"Yeah, your wishes are very understandable considering how handsome he is. You have no idea how many women would wish to be with him."
That wasn't surprising.
Yvonne took the opportunity to ask, "What about you, Miss Harrison?"
"Of course I wish for that as well," Miss Harrison did not conceal her thoughts either, "However, President Lowe is someone who is only meant to be admired from afar. Considering how special he is, I wonder what kind of woman would be a good match for him."
A good match for Zachary?
Yvonne evaluated herself internally and thought of how outstanding Zachary was in everyone's eyes, so outstanding that not just any woman would be able to match up with him.
That was indeed the truth.
Yvonne quickly snapped back to reality. She smiled at Miss Harrison and took a sip of coffee before responding, "That's right, President Lowe is so amazing that those who admire him don't even dare to approach him."
"Yvonne, now that you have suddenly entered the company as President Lowe's personal assistant, all of us assume that you certainly have some special relationship with him."
Yvonne thought to herself, "Miss Harrison is really trying to extract useful information from me, looks like she isn't going to stop until she gets what she wants."
Yvonne smiled and shook her head, "It is all a coincidence. President Lowe thinks that I might be able to take up this role, but deep down I understand that I may have to leave after a short period of time."
"Are you really planning to leave before you have even started working?" Miss Harrison was dumbfounded, "Do you have any idea how many people wish to work in this company?"
Oh no.
Yvonne's heart thumped.
Her behavior made her seem as if she wasn't a typical fangirl.
This wasn't the type of behavior that should be exhibited by a typical fangirl.
She laughed and took another sip of coffee, "I know, that's why I don't feel confident at all. Who knows whether President Lowe will be satisfied with me, sigh. I'll just take things one step at a time. Let's say if President Lowe really plans to dismiss me later on, I hope that you will speak up for me so that I won't have to leave so soon."
"Don't worry about that," Miss Harrison waved her hand and said, "As long as you're a nice person with a good relationship with us, we will certainly help you out when needed."
There was a condition for everything at all times.
Yvonne lifted her coffee cup and smiled, "Thank you, I'll have to go now."
"Go ahead," Miss Harrison stared at her from the back in a daze, thinking of how gentle and sweet she was although she didn't look like a simple woman.
As soon as Yvonne left, another female secretary, Isabelle Allen, appeared in the pantry.
She immediately lowered her voice and asked Miss Harrison, "How was it? Did you manage to find out anything from her?"
Xandra shook her head, "I couldn't get anything valuable from her, but she said she is also an admirer of President Lowe. Now, I really have no idea why he allowed her to work for him."
"President Lowe's admirer?" Isabelle opened his eyes wide and asked, "Did she admit it herself?"
"Yeah," Miss Harrison nodded with a strange expression, "Impressive, isn't it? She could admit it so openly."
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