Tight-Fisted

After a few simple words, Jane hung up the phone.

Her son was very polite. She wasn't worried Dayton might make trouble.

Jane had to show herself among others after a few days off.

"Ms. Jane, you're here!"

"Good morning, Ms. Jane!"

The employees greeted her warmly when they saw her.

Elyse had reformed Carey these days. She was working at the front desk now. It was impossible to tell she was once a foot massager.

Carey has been brainwashed by Jessica recently and wanted to be self-reliant. She wanted to change her position from a receptionist to a salesperson.

"Ms. Jane, can you make that transfer?"

Carey said sincerely. She wanted to challenge herself.

She could work as a receptionist, but she could not challenge herself because the work was boring and patterning. She wanted to rely on her own ability to gain a foothold here.

Carey clenched her fist. Although this thought was a little ridiculous, she still wanted to buy a house and a car herself.