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Cat

I came back to my office after having lunch with Grace when I almost bumped into Daisy. She didn't even look at me when she passed through me. I looked behind me and watched as she went to her desk and gathered her things.

Why is she gathering her things from her table?

Then I noticed that she was crying.

I walked towards her desk. "What's wrong?" I asked her only for her to scowl at me. I was taken aback not expecting that angry look from her as if I killed her cat.

"You is what's wrong!" She snapped at me. "Because of you, I was transferred to another department!" She spat angrily at me.

Okay. Maybe Nate finally realized that I don't need an assistant. So, what is she angry about? It's not as if she lost the job. She was only transferred to another department. I don't see what is wrong with that and why she should be angry at me. But of course, I didn't say it out loud.

Then I realize, maybe she is angry that she was transferred to another department and she won't be close to Nate anymore?

Wait! Did she just say that it was because of me? I didn't ask Nate to transfer her. Oh no! What did Nate tell her?

"Because of me? I don't understand," I shook my head as I looked at her quizzically.

Daisy straightened her back and looked at me sternly, she had already stopped crying. She wiped her wet cheeks with the back of her palm and pointed a finger at me.

"Don't play innocent Catherine! I know that Mr. Vann keeps you as his mistress. Don't think that I didn't know the reason why Mr. Vann transferred me to another department." She walks around her desk and now she is standing in front of me. "He wanted to continue your obscenities away from the eyes of his employees. But too late now Catherine, because everyone here knows that you are Mr. Vann's mistress and it wouldn't take long for Mrs. Vann to find out."

Daisy takes another step closer to me not minding that my expression had already turned dark.

"What would you do now? Catherine?" She asked me pointing her finger at my chest.

I quickly grab her wrist and throw it away from me. "You don't know a thing, Daisy. Stop spreading rumors that are not true," I said then I walked away from her.

To say that I am angry is an understatement. I am livid.

Grace already told me about the possibility that Daisy is spreading rumors about me being a mistress but I ignore it. Now I am certain. And Nate just made the rumors seem true by getting rid of Daisy.

I clenched my fist on both my sides and I am sure that they are already white. I barged into Nate's office without even bothering to knock.

He looks up at me with that devilishly gorgeous face. The moment our eyes met, his eyes eventually turned soft. And for a moment, I forgot that I was angry. No, I am not angry with him nor with Daisy. I am angry with the situation I am currently in.

I shook my head and reminded myself of the reason I am standing now in front of this gorgeous devil.

"What did you do to Daisy?" I asked and probably he noticed my mood because his face became solemn.

"I transferred her to another department," He said sternly as he leaned back to his chair and propped up his elbows on the armrest.

"Why?" I asked with a frown.

"You said you don't need her, so I transfer her where she is needed,"

I shook my head, noticing that he was lying to me. "That's not what she said to me,"

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