To the Love of My Life Chapter 150 - 150: 150: Eat It (8)

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While he was eting with clients and conducting company etings, he would often suddenly gaze into an empty space, his eyes becoming sowhat unfocused.

Even when Ms. Taylor ca to Steve Burton in the afternoon to have docunts reviewed and signed, Steve finished checking the docunts and quickly wrote three characters on them with a whoosh.

He wrote quickly, and Ms. Taylor couldn’t see exactly what he had written. As Steve closed the docunts and handed them to Ms. Taylor, he suddenly seed to rember sothing, opened the docunts, glanced at the signature column, and his brow furrowed slightly. He imdiately tore the docunts down, tore them to pieces in two or three strokes, and threw them into the trash can next to him. Then he looked up and said to the stunned Ms.

Taylor, “Print another copy of the docunt.”

As a secretary, the most important quality is to obey all orders from superiors. Despite her doubts, Ms. Taylor imdiately withdrew her astonished expression when Steve gave the order and nodded respectfully before leaving Steve’s office.

Once the office was quiet again, Steve leaned back lazily in his chair, raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, and after a mont, bent down, picked up the torn docunt from the trash can, pieced it together on the table, and finally put together the signature column. In it were three bold, elegant, and flowing characters: Ruby Gregory.

On the third day when Steve entered the office, Ruby still hadn’t co to work. There was no need for approval for a secretary’s assistant to take leave, so, although Steve wondered when Ruby would be back, he never asked Ms. Taylor.

However, on this day, he wasn’t as absent-minded as the day before but seed to have swallowed gunpowder. His temper beca incredibly irritable and, like a loaded machine gun, he lashed out at anyone he ca across with no rcy, practically carrying out a brutal massacre like a bloodthirsty dictator of ancient tis.

All morning, in Steve’s office, the sound of slamming docunts and scolding never ceased, causing the nervous atmosphere outside the secretary’s office to beco low-spirited.

By the afternoon, Steve’s “machine gun” had attacked the offices of Rusell Henris, Edward Woods, Howard Coleman, and Madeleine. The four usually spent their free ti in Steve’s office, but after being scolded twice, they considered the area within thirty ters of Steve’s office a restricted zone.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, a small problem occurred in the Technical Departnt, but Steve made a big fuss and called the director to his office for a full ten-minute berating..