Second Marriage novel Chapter 153

Yanis looked at her for a while in daze before she said,

"So you've been demoted. What are you going to do?"

What to do? What could Charlotte do?

"Do I have a choice?” She showed a bitter smile.

Yanis nodded, “Of course you have."

Charlotte raised her eyebrows.

"You can choose to be a cleaner or an ordinary staff, I think Mr. Kennedy is not bad, at least he gave you choices."

Charlotte, “......"

She thought Yanis could be considered as a mean friend.

"Seriously, I think you might as well be a cleaner. It's a little harder, but it was not tricky. If you go to work with the general staff, the girls will bully you, according to the scandal you had with Mr. Kennedy."

Even if Yanis did not say that, Charlotte could feel it.

Even when she was an assistant, someone would have dared to attack her, not to mention now that she had been demoted.

Felling the future bumpy, Charlotte helplessly closed her eyes.

"But don't be too pessimistic, maybe they will not hate you after they get to know you. Hee-hee-hee."

If she could choose, Charlotte would choose to resign.

But there was no way, according to what Nathan said, she still owed the company's salary and bonus.

Finally, Charlotte thought about it and chose to work with the ordinary staff.

Yanis was worried, “What is wrong with you? Didn't I tell they will bully you if you go there? Do you want to bring you to them?"

"You're right, but everyone knows I've been demoted. Do you think they'll let me go if I get a cleaning job? I'm sure they'll do something about me, too. So, I'd rather confront them directly."

Hearing that, Yanis looked at her in daze and then suddenly applauded, “I did not expect you have courage. Pretend not to know me in front of people! Don't get me into trouble."

Charlotte smiled, “Ok."

She had used to it.

Kennedy said she was just a subordinate in front of others, and she was not his “real wife”.

Charlotte felt that Yanis had reason to say that. Who would like to be in trouble?

Charlotte packed up and went to the report. As expected, the supervisor suppressed her when she got there.

The supervisor took her to a desk casually, “This is your post. You are the newcomer and should know the rules. Do as the senior let you do, understand?"

Hearing this, Charlotte thought the supervisor wasn't so bad, but strict.

Charlotte nodded.

As soon as the superintendent left, a group of people sitting nearby began to talk loudly about her.

"It's true that she would put herself in the company thinking she could be an assistant to the president, but now she's been demoted to such a low level."

"I heard the president demoted her to either a cleaner or an ordinary worker, and she took the ordinary worker."

"To be cleaner is the most suitable for her. Why did she come to us? This kind of woman can't do anything except be good in bed. She should be a cleaner."

"Hey, new comer, aren’t you shameless? We have enough people here, so can't you be a cleaner?"

Someone shouted at Charlotte's back.

Charlotte decided not to haggle with them, so she did not answer her.

However, incredibly the woman came over to pick up her a peck of hair, “I am talking to you, why didn’t you answer me?"

Charlotte was in pain, so she stood up and looked at her coldly.

"When did you speak to me? Did you say hello to me? I have etiquette, but I think you could improve your quality. Don't touch people casually."

They thought she looked like a pushover, but she stood up and fought back.

"What are you talking about? How dare you, a newcomer, say that to me? Do you realize where you stand? How dare you contradict us? Do you want to die?"

Charlotte glared coldly at the crowd.

The crowd continued to taunt her.

"Yeah, if you don't want to die, you'd better obey us. After all, we've seen many women who want to hit on rich men through climbing to their bed like you, and we've cleaned up many."

"Haha, if you know you're wrong, go outside right now and bring a cup of coffee and cake for everyone in our office. Maybe we can make it easier for you in the future."

Oh, to buy things for someone she hated and embarrassed her.

Did they think she had been kicked in the head by a donkey?

Charlotte grunted coldly and sat back on her seat without talking to them again.

She turned on the computer.

"What, what do you mean? You ignored us?!"

"I'm sorry, you're not my immediate boss, I'm not your personal assistant, so you have no right to tell me to do anything for you."

It took long for the computer to be turned on. Charlotte entered the anti-virus system and checked the computer.

The guy next to her gloated, "Well, well, we can't ask you to do anything, right? Is the supervisor qualified? You wait!"

Charlotte ignored them and continued to deal with with her computer.

She knew all these people wanted to bully her, but she knew that even if she bought something for them, they would only laugh at her.

So, let it be. There was nothing to back down from or bribe.

Now she was here, she could just conquer all the problems.

After a while, the supervisor called her into her office and handed her some folders.

"The materials are needed for a meeting in an hour. You sort it out within an hour."

After taking it, Charlotte looked through it and frowned slightly. "Supervisor, it is difficult to sort it out in an hour."

The supervisor took a glance at her. "Difficult? As an assistant to the president, you should be able to be good at organizing materials, shouldn't you? Are you really as incapable as they said??"

Charlotte, “...No, I'll sort it out."

With that, Charlotte took the folder and came out from the office.

Several women gathered around her table and looked at her gloatingly.

"Didn't she say we couldn't make her do anything? Aren’t you being called to work by your supervisor? I will see how she sorts out all the materials before the meeting. If she fails, can we get her kicked out of the department? After all, the Moore Group never raises useless people!"

Charlotte ignored the gossip, but sat in front of the computer, opened the folder and then sorted out the materials carefully.