Who, would you say, was most unhappy after hearing that?
The answer, of course, was Sophia Moore.
"Young Master Peary?"
Sophia Moore took an uneasy step forward, finding it hard to believe what Maxwell Peary had just said.
Everyone in the Secretary Department already knew about her imminent promotion.
Being the Special Assistant was glamorous and a significant position.
But now, she suddenly wasn't being promoted. How could she possibly face the others in the Secretary Department? She would definitely become the laughingstock of the department.
"Mr. Peary, but earlier, everyone knew I was to be the Special Assistant. Is there something I did wrong? Do you think I'm not up to the task?"
Sophia Moore frowned, standing her ground, unwilling to leave, her fists clenched tightly.
Nia Mitchell had already arrived. Sophia felt utterly humiliated.
When I go back later, Nia will definitely laugh at me.
Just thinking about that scene made her even more resentful.
