Did she end up helping those people, or did she harm them?
Sofia Hamilton couldn't care less at this point; at least, he had reconsidered the idea of firing her, which was already a good thing...
As Sofia turned to leave, she heard him say, "From now on, your office will be here, you don't have to go downstairs anymore."
Only then did she remember this matter and was about to discuss it.
"There's no room for negotiation on this."
He preempted her, extinguishing the thought in her heart.
Turning around, she saw that her desk had already been set up nicely, even her things had been moved up.
Sofia could only obediently walk over and sit down at her spot.
All morning, he hadn't let her idle away, tossing her several documents to translate.
Fortunately, her English wasn't bad; otherwise, it would have really been too much.
At noon, the secretary brought up lunch.
