Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 943

Tiffany was stunned. “Wait, but how did you—?”

Amy turned to the mirror and tidied the locks of her hair. “Mr. West reacted to you falling off the chair with this superhuman-like reflex, man. The sort people only reserve for those that matter in their hearts. No one would have been so ready to save a damsel at the drop of a hat like that! That was including the fact that his back was facing you! Also, you’re the only person in this entire company who dares talk back at him this way.’

Bitter melancholy rose to Tiffany’s chest. “What we have is all in the past, though. And to be frank, I honestly never wanted to get here through this ‘connection’. God, it’s so embarrassing. Anyway, I think I hid here long enough. I can’t stay here forever; it’s quite nauseating.”

Amy patted her shoulder like an encouraging elder sister. “All in the past, huh? Then let it—not you—stay in the past. Now, you’re the assistant director of the branch company in South Park, and he’s your superior, your boss. Do you understand me?”

No, Tiffany did not understand her. Was Amy implying that her manners and deference to rules were too subpar? Implying that Tiffany had not regarded Jackson as her boss enough during work?

Amy’s reminder was a wake-up call. Suddenly, Tiffany realized that she had not been acting right and had been stubbornly clinging to the past. “Okay, I got it. I’ll treat him as my superior.”

Once they returned to the private chamber, Amy made out some space next to Jackson for Tiffany to sit, who then poured a cup of wine for her boss before bringing his favorite food to him.

Her drastic change in attitude stunned Jackson so much, he halted his utensils in midair and asked, “What are you doing?”

Back in the building, right after Tiffany stepped through the entrance, she heard Jackson’s apoplectic voice boom from inside, “Why don’t these accounts tally, huh? Where the hell did the money go? What do I have as my finance department, a bunch of braindead goons? You people thought you’re safe from my scrutiny just because I’m far back in the headquarters, huh?”

His outburst terrified Tiffany and Amy both. They might not be members of the finance department, but they were unfortunately close to the eye of the storm at the moment, and the intensity in the air was freaking them out a little.

“Hey, Tiffany. You’re close to Mr. West, right?” Amy murmured carefully. “So, are we supposed to skedaddle at this moment or what?”

Tiffany, however, shook her head in a confused daze. “The problem is, he never ever had outbursts like these when he was with me before, Amy. So, how am I supposed to know what to do in this situation? Hell, I remember him as someone with a really, really good temper! Did someone crap in his popcorn today?”