chapter122

[Our Biker Queen is making the whole country proud. This is just too good.]

[She's so cool, so fierce, and seriously stunning. I wish I knew who she was. What does she look like? Why is her face always blurred out?]

[Wait, is that Chris Jefferson with her? I swear, those two would make the perfect couple.]

The comments were everywhere, coming in faster than she could read them.

Lydia just smiled helplessly and turned off her phone.

Neil and his family had no one to blame but themselves. They got exactly what they deserved.

Just then, Josef knocked and came in, looking confused, a folder from HR in his hands.

He'd only stepped out for a bit, and Mr. Ragain had already ended up at the police station? He could hardly keep up.

"Ms. Norwood, are you alright?"

Lydia glanced at him. "Henry's the one with the problem."

Josef was floored. He hadn't expected someone so young to be this decisive. No wonder the chairman sent her here personally.

Earlier, when he'd gone to HR for department files, everyone had been on edge, afraid they'd be next.

"Oh, that reminds me, Ms. Norwood," he said, remembering. "When I was in HR, the manager told me it was Marissa who wanted Jenny moved to reception. She said Jenny wasn't much use in design and, since the two receptionists got fired, she recommended her for the job."

Lydia's smile didn't reach her eyes. I see.

She spent the rest of the morning getting to know the company's core team. Before the workday ended, she gave Josef new instructions. Have HR post some job openings this afternoon. I'll send you the files."

Josef blinked in surprise. Ms. Norwood, what positions are we hiring for?"

"You'll see in the email."

But, as far as I know, every department has enough staff. Plus, we just had a big recruitment drive back in May."

"I know. But hardly anyone got hired then. It's graduation season now, and every company is trying to snap up new talent. Greenward Power needs to keep up."

The truth was almost everyone in Greenward Power's core

departments was there because of connections. They collected bonuses and did nothing. Parker and Rose used the company's money like it was their personal charity fund, throwing it around without a second thought.

"Got it, I understand."

Josef nodded, then asked, Ms. Norwood, what would you like for lunch today?"

He was ready to make arrangements.

I have lunch plans. I'll be going out," Lydia replied, shutting her computer and standing up. Connor had already been waiting for half an hour downstairs.

She took the elevator down. At reception, Jenny was hunched over her lunch, eating takeout at her desk because there was no one to cover her shift.

The moment she spotted Lydia, Jenny jumped up, looking both nervous and eager. "Good afternoon, Ms. Norwood."

Lydia noticed the takeout box and, smiled. "Thanks for holding down the fort. We're hiring more

receptionists, so you'll beet

design in a day or two."

Jenny shook her head quickly. "It's really no trouble, Ms. Norwood. As long as I'm

helping the company, I don't mind staying here for a few days."

Alright. I'm heading out to meet a friend for lunch. We'll talk more about your projects when I get back."

"Of course, Ms. Norwood. And... thank you for what you did with Mr. Ragain. If you hadn't stepped in, I..."

He brought it on himself. It had nothing to do with you. Go ahead and finish your lunch."

Jenny watched Lydia's tall, confident

figure walk away, her eyes stinging a

little. She knew Lydia was trying to

keep her out of trouble so sher Wouldn't get dragged into office politics.

Ms. Norwood... she really is the best.

Outside, Lydia spotted a black Rolls-Royce parked by the curb, its glossy lines

gleaming in the sunlight, giving off a quiet kind of power.

Connor saw her the moment she stepped out. He got out of the car himself, ready to meet her.