Dumped Today Married Tomorrow: My Overnight Wedding to a Tycoon novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282

“I’ve known about Sharlene’s talent for a while, which is why I’ve been undermining her–making her think she’s not good enough to do anything but assist us.” Peter said.

Vincent’s expression darkened, a complex look flashing in his eyes. “But now that bitch Anastasia has acknowledged Sharlene’s abilities, I can only try to get her to take credit for Sharlene’s work. Too bad the bitch won’t do it.”

Peter’s eyes lit up with an idea.

“How about we do this first and ask for forgiveness later?”

“We don’t need to tell Anastasia and Sharlene anything. Let them get suspicious of each other and drive a wedge between them.”

Vincent’s eyes brightened as he patted Peter’s shoulder. “Kid, you’re going places!”

Peter immediately flattered him. “It’s all thanks to your excellent leadership, Manager Dalton.”

This hit Vincent right in his sweet spot. “Don’t worry, that supervisor position that just opened up? I’ve had my eye on you for it.”

Peter’s eyes finally showed some emotion. “Thank you, Manager Dalton. If I really get that supervisor position, I’ll never forget how you helped me.”

Peter’s hint was crystal clear–how could Vincent not understand?

Vincent’s smile grew more smug. “We’re in the same boat. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

Peter’s smile faltered slightly, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

“Tonight, usual place,” Vincent told Peter.

Peter couldn’t refuse and could only reluctantly agree. “Okay, got it.”

When Peter emerged from Vincent’s office, he shot a meaningful look toward Ana and Sharlene.

Sharlene’s throat tightened as she instinctively looked at Ana. “Ana, did you see that? Peter’s expression looked… loaded.”

“Don’t worry. As long as we do our jobs well, there’s nothing he can do to sabotage us,” Ana said.

Though Ana said this, Sharlene still felt uneasy.

“Let me go see what I can find out,” she said.

Before Ana had joined the company, Sharlene had been well–liked because of her good personality and outstanding abilities. Everyone enjoyed her

company.

So she could usually pick up a lot of office gossip, with some people jokingly calling her the “office know–it–all.”

But this time, Sharlene came up empty.

She returned to Ana looking dejected. “I couldn’t find out anything. After Peter came out of Vincent’s office, he’s been ignoring everyone, so nobody knows what’s going on.”

For some reason, the more she couldn’t find out, the stronger Sharlene’s sense of foreboding became. She just felt like something bad was going to happen.

“Don’t overthink it. Sometimes calm waters are just calm waters–there’s no storm coming. Don’t scare yourself,” Ana told her.

Sharlene hummed absently, then clasped her hands together and started praying again, muttering under her breath: “Please, God, protect your faithful servant Sharlene…”

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Ana shook her head with an amused smile.

Finally, hunchtime arrived, “Ana, let’s go get some food,” Sharlene said.

“What are you in the mood for?”

“I know this absolutely famous Italian place that makes incredible handmade pasta. The flavor is so autlientic, and everything ehe there is delicious too. Want to go?”

“Sounds great.”

Ana loved pasta of all kinds–carbonara, marinara, pesto, fettuccine alfredo–she enjoyed them all.

They walked to the restaurant Sharlene had mentioned, which turned out to be just a short walk behind their building.

The front of the building faced the bustling city center with its traffic and crowds, but behind it was this charining, authentic neighborhood full of life.

There were street vendors calling out and amazing food aromas everywhere.

Sharlene led Ana to find seats, and their food arrived quickly.

There was no menu here because the owner only made one type of pasta, and rumor had it she made the noodles by hand, giving them incredible texture and flavor.

As Sharlene ate, she sniffled and told Ana, “When I was in college, I used to take an hour–long bus ride just to come here for this pasta.”

She couldn’t handle too much spice, but she always thought a little heat made it taste better.

However, her idea of “a little spicy” seemed very different from the chef’s.

Ana suddenly thought of something. “So you took this job just to be near this pasta?”

Sharlene nodded. “Yeah! You’re so smart, Ana! But I’ll tell you a secret–at first I really did come here almost every day, but no matter how much you love something, you’ll get sick of it if you have it too much. I ate so much that I felt like even my burps smelled like pasta. I didn’t come back for a long time after that.”

Ana laughed and nodded. That was definitely true–you could get tired of even your favorite things.

For some reason, Cassian’s handsome face suddenly flashed through her mind.

What about people? Would it be the same with people? Would feelings fade over time, like how Jasper had grown tired of her?

Ana didn’t have an answer, because she and Cassian were just getting started.

“I want to get this to go,” Ana said.

Sharlene seemed to think of something and asked mischievously, “Are you getting some for Mr. Rhodes? Would he even like food from a little place like this?”