Chapter 9 There's Always A Way

Of the ten candidates tested, only two met Evan's standards. One was a man and the other was a woman. Both of them excelled in administrative matters-one of the most important skills as a secretary, but they must be able to follow Evan's work rhythm. As seen from the psychological test result, they both belonged to the type of workers who were predominantly melancholic, in other words, too careful.

This situation was in contrast to Evan, the choleric type who was very agile; a good fit for a leader. He always did things quickly. He was never a slowpoke type.

Grace wanted to take advantage of this to get the secretary position. She didn't want to stop fighting for it. Her brilliant brain gave her an idea. She decided to talk about the candidates' weaknesses with Evan.

"Mr. Williams, are you sure the two selected people have the qualities that meet your standard? They are the exact opposite of you," said Grace, still standing in front of Evan's desk after handing out the final exam papers for the two candidates.

"What's that got to do with you?" Evan said sarcastically. He didn't even look at her.

'If you weren't my best friend, I'd have thrown rotten mangoes at you, Evan.' Grace cursed inwardly. She still couldn't believe that a soft-hearted person like him could turn as cold as a demon. "With all due respect, I know you VERY WELL. Melancholic people are never your choice. In fact, it's a sanguine LIKE ME who can follow your work rhythm," she said, stressing some words to promote herself.

Hearing that, Evan then threw a glance at Grace. "Says who? You DON'T know me enough," he said, stressing the word back at her. "Now please leave this room. I need peace."

Grace was furious. She already felt exhausted after dealing with the tests and completing all of her tasks in one day. However, the way she was treated by Evan had gotten her to chin up even more. At first, she was about to explode in anger but then thought that this could be a trap. She believed Evan was doing this on purpose to get her to give up and walk away.

'No, Evan. I'm not going to stop here just because of your sarcastic remarks.' Grace smiled vaguely with the upturning of her mouth corners, pretending to be calm. "Alright. Please enjoy the peace, Mr. Evan Williams," she mentioned her full name in a little sarcastic way.

Evan acted indifferently and just looked at his laptop screen.

Unfazed by Evan's cold demeanor, Grace left the place quietly. She walked back to her office.

On the way, Grace ran into one of the assistant managers as well as a staff she had never seen before. They were smiling fakely in front of her, but her ears were sharp enough to hear the mocking remarks said behind her.

"Grace really is shameless. Previously, she seduced her own supervisor. Now the GM. Does she actually think she's beautiful?"

It wouldn't be surprising if Grace had the desire to slaughter the two women with harsh words right at that moment. Her ears were so burning and she was sure that she could do it. If it hadn't been for Evan who taught her how to restrain her emotions years ago, she would have already earned the title of 'Devil Woman' by now. No one would be able to hold up after receiving curses from her.

Grace quickened her pace to get to the pantry as soon as possible. She wanted to cool her head which was now smoldering like a burning forest.

One of the things that Grace loved about working at this hotel was the facilities provided for the employees. This pantry looked like a luxury bar equipped with various beverage makers and ingredients. Ready-to-drink beverages were always available; almost never ran out.

From inside the refrigerator, which was about fifteen centimeters taller than her, Grace took out a box of orange juice. She stuck a straw into the box and took a sip of the drink that instantly refreshed her throat.

While enjoying the juice, a man and a woman entered the pantry. The woman seemed to be complaining about something while the man was listening.

"Why do I have to do it? We have office clerks to do this. I not here working as a maid! If she wants to bootlick the GM, she has to do it herself. Don't make other people do it." Those were the things that the female employee was saying so loudly.

Grace didn't know which manager ordered the woman, but she did know that it had something to do with Evan. She smiled as an idea popped into her mind. Without further ado, she approached the two unfamiliar employees.

"Hi. Sorry to interrupt. But if I'm not mistaken, you were told to do something for Mr. Williams?" asked Grace without hesitation.

The woman took a deep breath as she controlled her emotions and nodded. "Yes. I was told to make a drink and deliver it to him," she answered.

"Ah, then let me do it. No worries. Actually, I am about to go to Mr. Williams' place," said Grace offering herself.

With wide eyes and a bright smile, the woman replied, "Really? Wow, you're amazingly kind. Thank you!"

Grace nodded then turned to the fridge. She took a box of chocolate milk and fruits such as strawberries and blueberries. She also took the mixer from a shelf not far from where she was standing. She deftly made Evan's favorite smoothie.

The healthy drink was ready and Grace placed it on a tray. Carefully she brought it to Evan's office.

"Grace, Grace!" Mario's voice calling her out was heard from behind. He just came out of his office.

Grace stopped walking and turned to her boss. "Yes, Sir?" she asked.

Mario frowned seeing what Grace was carrying. "Why are you bringing a drink? For who? Mr. Williams?" he guessed as he was walking up to her.

"Yes."

"But why are you doing it instead of the office clerk?"

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