Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 188

Then, Shannon looked at Luna with a condescending smile. "Here I thought that we have an absolutely stellar staff that can make the president hand write his own suggestions; turns out that he's just playing with you. He's making you pay up."

Shannon sipped her tea as she remarked. "If I were you, I would've just resigned and gone home immediately at noon. He's obviously trying to find fault with you. How are you still bearing it? Don't you have any pride in yourself? Don't you know no shame?”

Luna wanted to leave, but she stopped in her tracks.

She turned around and swept a cold glance at Shannon. "Just because someone is making things difficult for me and I follow along, I'm shameless?"

Shannon changed into a more comfortable position as she spun her pen with her hand. She looked at Luna rather lazily and condescendingly. "What else is it, then?"

"You tell me." Luna took the documents which she had copied by hand with a fiery gaze. "Mr. Lynch had sent back your design proposal five times now, so why are you still working on it after the sixth? According t o you, if you have so much pride in yourself, you should've thrown the design proposal in Joshua's face and tell him you quit."

Luna left immediately with the documents in her arms, leaving a stunned Shannon in a daze.

As she got to the main entrance of the design department, she heard a loud sound coming from Shannon's office. It was the sound of the teacup smashing onto the floor.

Luna smiled aloofly and went upstairs.

Joshua was still having a meeting in his office. The moment Luna arrived upstairs, Lucas stopped her.

"Luna, sit over there for a while. Mr. Lynch’s meeting will probably run for another half an hour or so.”

Luna thought for a while before heading over to the side to have a seat.

If she were to return to the design department, Shannon and her colleagues would probably mock and deride her. Luna would rather sit there and wait.

At least the sofa in the guest room of the president's office was soft and comfortable.

Luna sat on the sofa and rubbed her sore shoulders and arms. She had written for the entire day, and it was exhausting.

She had not gone through such a tough job for the hand for such a long time.

"Ms. Luna.” Suddenly, a sweet voice rang in her ear. Luna furrowed her brows and looked in the direction i n which the voice came from.