Caged By My Devil Uncle

Warren’s pov

I was the first to refuse to accept that Chris had seduced him. What is it?

I said coldly, word for word, “So you mean she didn’t hook the head of the company, she seduced you?”

“Mr. Warren, that’s not what I meant.”

Even if others don’t know what kind of person Chris is, I know Chris is, SHE intentionally avoids me when we are in the same room.

How can she seduce a man who has a round, fat face and whose age could be her father!

Dunn lies and I don’t even have to think about it.

“Dunn, you, very good!” I slammed the stack of papers in my hand into Dunn’s face.

“Mr. Warren, let me explain. That’s really not what she said. Don’t listen to her version of the story!”

“Explain? Then tell me how you got that red mark on your face? Did she seduce you and beat you? Who copied those words? Whose room card is this?”

Chris said coldly, “Dunn did not mean to say I brought that room card. If you are going to say that, then I advise you to give up as soon as possible. Opening a room is a real name. All you have to do is bring this room card to the front desk to check it out, and everyone can testify to what you have been doing to me these days.”

I stared at him and said, “Dunn, Chris is the talent I personally interviewed. If you don’t train them well, you can not do well. How do you want this account to be calculated?”

“Mr. Warren, I was blinded for a while, too. You will forgive me this time. I promise not to make trouble for Miss Chris in the future, and I will take care of her vigorously in any case.”

“Now it’s too late to repent. If I didn’t happen to meet Chris today, how long would you have time to toss her? Since you are so fond of copying the rules and regulations of the company, you will copy them a thousand times. If you make a mistake, you will be fined another thousand times!”

“Mr. Warren, a thousand times is fatal! You can be lenient!”

“A thousand times will kill people. If she copies 500 times, don’t talk nonsense. If you say one more word, you will copy a thousand times more.”

“How people like you rose to the position of manager has yet to be investigated. You should pack your things now and go home. After you copy them, report to the company’s cleaning department.”

Dunn’s pov

I thought he was going to crack up at the punishment for copying a thousand times, and Warren took me right out of the manager’s job!

I just wanted to speak up. When I thought about what Warren had said earlier, I was speechless.

I did not expect to have such bad luck this time. God, why did I hit Chris?

Chris’s point of view

Warren said coldly to me, “You are coming out with me.”

“Yes, Mr. Warren.”

I followed Warren into the president’s office, the first time I had ever been here.

The president’s office is similar, luxurious and serious, just like Dad’s office.

Warren invited me in, “Have a seat.”

I was a little excited and did not sit down. “Mr. Warren, what do you want from me?”

“Why did not you tell me? You clearly had countless opportunities to say it, why did not you?”

I could feel the coldness emanating from him, and it was the first time I had seen Warren so angry.

After I swallowed, I answered truthfully, “Mr. Warren, our agreement from the beginning was that we would not interfere in each other’s personal lives except to help you deal with the Wilson family when needed. Besides, you have a beloved friend, and I do not want to interfere with your life unless it’s a big deal, lest Miss Kitty misunderstand.”

Warren’s pov

I have done research on her and know that Chris was kind and considerate to others even as a child.

But for a person of such character, she is the only one who ends up suffering.

“Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, between you and me, we have nothing, what misunderstanding do you fear? Am I not even a friend to you?”

I am dissatisfied with Chris treating me like a stranger, after all, I was so close to her in the same bed.

Chris’s perspective

I also have a hard time defining what kind of relationship Warren and I are.

Husband and wife? Surely not, my friend? It seems like I can not afford that, but it’s a contractual relationship at best.

“What, is that a difficult question for you?”

“Mr. Warren, I do not know what our relationship is. I am just doing my job,” I said respectfully.

I did not want to have too much to do with him; that was my agreement with him from the beginning.

“There are no outsiders here. You do not have to call me Mr. Warren.”

Warren’s pov

It’s clear that I was playing by the rules in the beginning, but now I am very upset when I hear that Chris wants to draw a line with me.

“Brother Warren, if it’s all right, I’ll go out first.”

“Wait, I have not finished my words yet. What are your next plans? Are you going back to that department?”

I admire Chris’s strong psychology. She was forced to clean the toilet and still refused to tell me.

“Mr. Warren, I joined the company to study hard and hope to make a difference in the future, so I chose your company.”

Chris stood there, her gaze cold and indifferent, and her character docile but stubborn.

Like a grass that, though weak, erupts with its own strong faith.

I didn’t want her to get tired, so I transferred her to the logistics department, but I didn’t realize that was not what she wanted at all.

“What department do you want to go to? Our company, including my position as secretary, can be yours as long as you want.”

If it is others, they will certainly prefer the chief secretary, the position closest to the president, which is only under me, and all employees should respect the secretary.

I also have some hope that she may choose that path. I did not consciously seek her out before. Today I saw her and my feelings became stronger instead of weaker.

Her stubbornness makes people feel sorry for her, obviously I can be a support for her.

Chris replied without thinking, “Brother Warren, I want to go to the sales department, OK?”

I frowned slightly. “Marketing and sales are the busiest and most important departments. You are a girl. Are you sure you want to go there?”

The sales department, a department that treats women like men and men like animals. The department is mainly composed of the male “gender”, and most of the female “gender” can not stand much pressure and can not see into the future, so it is possible to work overtime anytime and anywhere. There is a saying in the department: are you in love? Come to our sales department and a couple will break up.

Most couples break up because they are too busy with their work and work overtime from time to time without paying attention to their partners. Soon the girls will move to other departments.

Chris chose the sales department, which amazed me. She looked soft and weak. Could she really work in a place with such a high intensity of work?

“I know the sales department is very stressful, but it’s the place where I can grow up the fastest.”

“Now that you have made up your mind, I am not going to force you. Just Chris, can you promise me one thing?”

“What is it?” Chris looked at me with his head tilted.

I reached out and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “I hope I am not a stranger in your heart, I can be your friend and your relative. If you can not hold on or have problems in the future, you can tell me right now. Do not struggle alone, I can support you.”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.