Chapter 24

It was past the clock-in time in the morning at Strand Real Estate. The two young staff at the front desk were eagerly discussing the gossip from the company group chat when they overheard the clicking of heels nearing.

One of them noticed Willow from the corner of her eye and quickly put her phone face down on the desk. She shot up and greeted Willow, "Good morning, Ms. Jett."

Willow showed up in an imposing manner. She was dressed in a peach-colored pantsuit, her neck adorned with a Burberry silk scarf, accentuating the charm and sassiness of a career woman.

She walked past the front desk and entered the elevator. The front desk staff finally collected themselves and made an internal call. "Hello? Darren, Ms. Jett is in the company. She's headed toward the HR Department!"

The staff assumed she was going to the HR Department because she headed to the 12th floor. When the elevator door slid open, Willow stepped foot into the HR Department with a sour face.

Darren Foster, the HR m