Fooling The Matchmaker
Ivy was overjoyed.
She knew it would work. Under the great pressure of the competition, she couldn't care too much. As long as Hanson could accept her, it didn't matter even if she became the No. two of Hazel.
When she came out of the CEO's office, she hummed a song and smiled like a flower.
As soon as it was time to get off work, she began to pack up her things on the table. At this time, her phone rang. It was a call from Hanson. He had a temporary transnational meeting and couldn't attend it.
Ivy, who was floating in the clouds, was kicked into the abyss. All her excitement and enthusiasm were frozen like a cold current from Siberia.
She fell down on the table, tears gushing out. She had thought that she had succeeded, but she didn't expect that her efforts would be in vain in the end.