Chapter 515 Scolded on the Spot
Willow didn't seem too bothered. Watching Mitchell peel shrimp for her, she happily dug in.
She ate most of the food while Mitchell barely touched his, focusing on serving her, peeling shrimp, and picking out fish bones. When she was almost done, she sipped her soup and said, "Honey, you should eat more. I'm stuffed."
Mitchell glanced at the table, saw she had eaten about the same as at home, and finally picked up his bowl.
Willow looked at him and casually asked, "Who was that girl earlier?"
Mitchell looked puzzled. "Which girl?"
Willow laughed, "The one who came for your signature, the pretty one."
"The intern?" Mitchell thought for a moment and asked.
Willow nodded.
Mitchell frowned, "How is she pretty? Honey, is your taste off lately?"
Willow laughed even more. No wife wanted to hear her husband call another girl pretty.
She quickly changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on it. If she kept talking about it, he might actually remember the girl.
After lunch, Willow said she wanted to stay with him at the office and go home together, which made Mitchell happy.
He took her to the resting room in his office for a nap. He usually took a half-hour nap because he didn't sleep well at night, often getting up to massage Willow's legs when she had cramps.
With Willow there, he could nap with her.
After lunch, Willow felt sleepy. Yawning, she followed Mitchell to the resting room.
They lay down, and Mitchell held her. They quickly fell asleep, comforted by each other's presence.
Half-asleep, they heard a knock on the office door. Willow frowned and grumbled, annoyed at being disturbed.
Mitchell propped himself up and gently said, "Sweetie, keep sleeping. I'll check."
Hearing his voice, Willow fell back asleep.
Mitchell got up, put on his suit jacket, and opened the resting room door. He heard two girls talking outside the office. There were still two minutes before work resumed. His face darkened.
Outside were a young girl from the secretary's office and the intern who had barged in earlier.
The secretary's office girl, also an intern, had tried to stop anyone from disturbing Mitchell. Amy had specifically instructed that Mitchell's wife was there, and no one should disturb them. But the project team intern insisted her document was urgent and forced her way in.
"Sorry, you need to leave. Mr. Jonah is still resting," the young girl from the secretary's office gestured.
Savannah looked at her arrogantly. "I know, but this document is urgent. Mr. Jonah won't mind."
The secretary's office girl had disliked Savannah for a while. She thought Savannah was actually messing around with Mitchell and couldn't believe Mitchell, who seemed so upright, would abuse his power. Plus, she heard Mitchell's wife was pregnant, which made her despise him more.
Mitchell suddenly opened the office door, startling the secretary's office girl to freeze.
Savannah immediately changed her expression, looking pitiful instead of arrogant.
The secretary's office girl, naive and straightforward, thought she was in trouble for messing with Mitchell. She braced herself for criticism.
Mitchell saw the two interns at his door. Frowning, he said sternly, "Don't you have work to do? Why are you arguing here?"
The secretary's office girl was about to explain when Savannah interrupted, looking pitiful. "Mr. Jonah, this document is urgent and needs your review. I saw it was almost work time, so I came over, but this young lady kept stopping me."
The secretary's office girl rolled her eyes at being called 'young lady', feeling extremely angry. They were both interns who joined at the same time, so why was she the 'young lady'?
She silently mourned her internship, thinking she would be fired for offending the boss' secret lover. Standing straight, she awaited Mitchell's decision. She felt she had done nothing wrong and would leave immediately if told to. Such a leader wasn't worth serving, with questionable morals.
Mitchell had no idea this was the image the young girl had of him in just a few minutes.
He coldly waited for Savannah to finish, then exploded, "Didn't you receive training from HR when you joined? Have you read the JK Group employee handbook? If not, go back to HR for training. If you have and still break the rules, you can leave. JK doesn't need employees like you."
He was usually gentle and elegant, and junior employees rarely interacted with him. They all said he was easier to get along with than Matthew and Victor because he usually pointed out mistakes seriously and rarely scolded directly.
The secretary's office girl was stunned. Mitchell didn't seem to be the kind of person she thought he was.
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