After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 812 Inferiority

Chapter 812 Inferiority

Susan came back to her office. Her secretary, Tammy, felt surprised, as she had thought Susan would have been back tomorrow. So she had scheduled Susan's work for tomorrow a few minutes ago. "Miss Phillips?"

"Brew some coffee, please." Said Susan, "Oh, black coffee, no sugar."

Tammy was dumbfounded, as Susan always drank coffee with a lot of sugar and milk. Then she went to make the coffee. After a little while, Tammy was back with a cup of coffee.

Susan had a strange look after taking a sip of coffee. Tammy could help to laugh, and said, "Can I make another coffee for you?"

"No, thanks. Black coffee helps stimulate me." Susan said, in a flat tone.

"You look very weary, and your eyes are bloodshot. I think you need a good rest." Tammy said, a bit worried.

"Really?" Susan looked somewhat doubtful.

"Yes, it's noticeable. I'll give you a mirror." Tammy took a vanity mirror to Susan.

Susan didn't have plans to go to work today, so she didn't wear makeup. Looking in the mirror, she realized she had a lusterless look, with bloodshot eyes. She couldn't figure out why Manuel was so heartless. Susan gave Tammy back the mirror and said, "I'm just going to go freshen up. You call those above the manager level to come here for a meeting."

"I see," Tammy replied respectfully.

Susan splashed some cold water over her face, trying to keep her head cool. She discussed the proposals at the meeting for the whole afternoon and fixed the final plan finally. After that, she was so tired that she fell asleep at the desk. She was in deep sleep and didn't notice when Manuel came into the office.

Tammy hastily explained to Manuel, "Miss Phillips has been at the meeting since she was back. She was weary, and her eyes are bloodshot. She's been asleep for a little while." "You can go out," Manuel said in a soft voice.

The secretary didn't continue to say and went out of the office. She wondered if Manuel cared for Susan. She was a little excited when she imagined their past love resumed in the office.

Manuel came close to Susan, who was so tired and was snoring at the moment. Manuel had noticed Susan was very exhausted. He didn't expect to see Susan still working in the office. He thought she would have been at home instead of working here. If the manager of the sales department hadn't reported work to him, he couldn't have known that Susan was still in her office. He looked down at her, who was dribbling. He couldn't help laughing for the moment. And Manuel stretched out a hand to give her the touch of the lips, trying to wipe her slaver.

Susan woke up suddenly at the moment and was just shocked to replace Manuel standing in front of her. She hastened to stand up, and explained, "I'm not sleeping."

She felt ashamed of that.

Manuel drew back his hand, feeling a bit disappointed for failing to wipe her slaver. Then he said, in a serious tone, "Wipe your slaver."

Susan didn't get that at the moment, and then she hastily touched her mouth. She was flushed with embarrassment.

"It's not appropriate to sleep in the office." Manuel continued.

"I'm sorry. I'll never do that again. I'm going to go freshen up." Susan said and went into the washing room of the office. There was a sofa bed in the office, she could sleep there if she wanted. She was so tired. Looking in the mirror, she felt that she had no image before Manuel now.

After a short while, Susan came out of the washing room and just found Clara there with a document for Manuel to sign his name. She couldn't help observing Clara. She had delicate make-up, which was light but showed a pure and refined quality. She wore a secretary's uniform. In Phillips Bank, the secretaries' uniforms are tailored to measure, as required for the company's image. It was crystal-clear that Clara's uniform had been cut shorter and tighter, and presented her body.

Susan wore casual clothes and sports shoes. She had never thought her appearance would be at a disadvantage compared with others, except for Hannah. She always thought Hannah was the beloved of God. As for figure or dress, she and Hannah were equally matched. But for now, she had a sense of inferiority before Clara.

Clara saw her and greeted her with a sweet smile, "Miss Phillips."

Susan just said hello to Clara, got to her desk, and resumed working, looking right through them.