The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 73

Ronan called Brooklyn into his office.

This was Brooklyn's first time in Ronan's office, and she felt both nervous and scared.

She had a hunch that Ronan wanted to talk about Cordelia.

Brooklyn looked at Ronan and trembled with fear, unable to understand how Cordelia could have such

a close relationship with a man like this.

"Did Cordelia meet Jamie last Saturday?" Sure enough, the first thing Ronan mentioned was Cordelia.

At this moment, Brooklyn felt like she was in a hot seat with Ronan acting as a lie detector. She didn't

dare to withhold any information from him.

She told Ronan everything about seeing Jamie at the bookstore that day and how Jamie took them to

his accounting firm. Cordelia was very interested in that kind of working environment, and Jamie

mentioned that they were currently hiring assistants, suggesting Cordelia to consider it.

"He only gave her a book? No notes?" Ronan asked Brooklyn.

"Uh-huh, Jamie said he'll give her the notes in a few days."

"I see." Ronan frowned again, hinting that there could be more to their meet-up than what Brooklyn had

just told him.

"Mr. Evans, I've advised Cordelia that applying for a new job isn't easy and she should think it over. But

she's been dreaming about this kind of work environment since she was 15. Plus, she's fed up with all

the gossip about her in our company." Brooklyn's words also indicated that Cordelia's interest in the

firm had nothing to do with Jamie.

"She said that herself?" Ronan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, she did."

"I see." said Ronan.

"Mr. Evans, you should know that Cordelia wants to earn her place in the company by her abilities, not

by these rumors." Brooklyn added, trying to portray Cordelia as a professional woman, not someone

who would change jobs just because she fancied someone.

"You can go now. And don't tell Cordelia about this."

"I definitely won't tell her." Brooklyn thought, if she stirred up more trouble between them, it would be a

real mess.

After Brooklyn left, Ronan sat in his office deep in thought for a while.

In the afternoon, the HR Department issued new office rules, making some minor adjustments to the

original content and adding a new one: colleagues should respect each other and refrain from

spreading rumors. Violators would be fined $200.

Upon seeing this new rule, people in the office started whispering, saying that it was Mr. Evans' way of

addressing Cordelia's situation.

"Shush, no gossiping, or you'll be fined 200 dollars."

They all ridiculed the new rule.

Cordelia also found it troubling: why did this new rule feel like it was custom-made for her?

After work, Cordelia still had some unfinished tasks, so she let Ronan leave first.

At 8 p.m., Cordelia finally finished all her work.

The office was now empty and very quiet. Cordelia opened Jamie's application form and started filling it

out.

It was several pages long, and Cordelia didn't finish until nine. After completing it, she sent it to Jamie.

Cordelia took a cab back to the Evans family's house. She was exhausted and threw her bag and

phone on the bed before heading to the bathroom.

The moment her phone landed on the bed, it rang several times.

Ronan glanced sideways and saw "Jamie."

Jamie again!

Cordelia's phone wasn't locked yet, so he opened it. Jamie had sent her several voice messages, and

above the voice messages was the application form Cordelia had sent to Jamie.

She came back so late just to finish this at the company!

Nobody could top her when it came to pulling off secretive moves!

Without showing any emotion, Ronan went downstairs to make a phone call.

When Cordelia came out, she saw that Ronan wasn't in the room. While drying her hair, she checked

her phone and listened to Jamie's messages. Jamie said that some parts of her application were not

detailed enough, like her award history and competitive experiences, and asked her to fill in more.

"Okay, thanks, Mr. Colby."

Cordelia heard Ronan coming upstairs and quickly put her phone down.

"Where did you go just now?" Cordelia asked.

"Why? Scared that I might interrupt your good thing?" Ronan said in a seemingly careless manner. His

sarcastic tone made it hard for Cordelia to tell if he was serious or not.

"No, just asking." Cordelia carefully observed his expression.

"I was on a call with a German."

Cordelia paused in drying her hair and looked at him with admiration. "You speak German?"

"Is that so strange?" Ronan asked, looking at Cordelia.

"No, I just didn't know before."

"There’s a lot you don’t know." His tone revealed his dissatisfaction with Cordelia.

Cordelia thought: his mood is as unpredictable as the weather in June.

After they got into bed, Cordelia leaned over to Ronan's ear and said, "I've given you a nickname."

Ronan frowned, "Nickname?"

"Yes." Cordelia giggled, wondering if giving him a nickname was a bit too much. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"What is it?"

"Junie." Cordelia said, trying to hold back her laughter as she watched his reaction.

"Why Junie?"

Cordelia pressed her lips together in a smug smile, "Do you like it?"

"No!" Ronan replied, then rolled over and pinned Cordelia underneath him.

Whether Cordelia was genuinely oblivious or just feigning ignorance about his anger, one thing was

clear, her secret contacts with Jamie and her plans to covertly switch jobs had really pissed him off.

But she, acted as if nothing happened.

Ronan hated her innocent act.

"I'm Junie, what's your name?" Ronan harshly kissed Cordelia's neck, his breath by her ear making her

blush.

Cordelia's face turned bright red, "Me? I'm the flower trampled by Junie."

Ronan laid on top of Cordelia.

It was a bright moonlight night, and the room was incredibly quiet, only their breathing could be heard.