Tiffany quietly pushed open the door of the conference door, trying her best not to draw attention to herself. However, almost instantaneously, a talking Jackson’s attention drifted to her face the moment she stepped in. It lasted about two seconds before it casually left her.
Tiffany’s mind had only one remark: that was it? That? Was it?
She had not expected such a placid reaction. Had he really let her go or what?
Amy was quick to remind her, “Miss Lane, despite being the Assistant Director, you’re late by a good whole twenty minutes.”
An unnatural expression shadowed Jackson’s mien. He had been mildly surprised when he saw Tiffany coming into the room, but he remembered that all was per Summer’s arrangement and got over it. But now, it seemed that his dear mother appointed Tiffany as the Assistant Director, too.
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