Chapter 3
Joanna's POV
Sienna's expression changed. She stood there, flustered.
"Miss Brooks, did I do something to upset you? I absolutely didn't mean to take your position. I'm just an intern. You're still the person Mr. Sinclair trusts most."
I laughed coldly. I didn't even bother looking at her. My gaze turned to Ethan.
"Mr. Sinclair, how do you feel about this arrangement?"
Ethan's face darkened.
"Why are you making things difficult for an intern? Or are you trying to tell me I can't function without you?"
He scoffed.
"Joanna, these tactics get old when you use them too much."
I looked at him.
"Mr. Sinclair misunderstands."
"Miss Cunningham is new. Learning more can't hurt."
"Joanna, must you be so sarcastic?"
His brow furrowed.
Perhaps sensing my current mood, he softened his tone.
"You've been by my side for years. I know your temperament well. You're just worried I'll overlook your contributions."
"But you shouldn't make things difficult for a newcomer. Your position in the company won't be easily replaced by one new person. You're overthinking."
He turned to look at me warmly.
"Next week is the company anniversary. You'll still accompany me as my secretary."
He casually handed me a black card.
"Buy whatever you like."
When I didn't take it, he placed the card on my desk, then seemed to remember something and added.
"Oh, and on the anniversary day, bring Sienna along too. Teach her more."
Sienna smiled at me.
"Then I'll be troubling you, Miss Brooks."
With that, Ethan turned and walked toward the CEO's office. Sienna naturally hurried to follow, but after a few steps, she turned back and gave me a provocative look-completely different from the well-behaved, obedient girl she'd just been.
Watching them leave, I picked up the black card from my desk.
The assistant asked me worriedly.
"Are you really going to the anniversary?"
I snapped the card in half and tossed it in the trash, not answering her question.
The anniversary happened to fall on my resignation day.
But I didn't have time to dwell on it. I needed to finish the work at hand.
Before long, Sienna pushed the door open.
She smiled innocently, reaching directly for my computer.
"Joanna, there's a document Mr. Sinclair urgently needs. He asked me to bring it over for review."
Afraid she'd see my resignation information, I blocked her hand.
"I'm not done yet. I'll deliver it myself later."
"No need. Mr. Sinclair is very busy. He said not to let anyone disturb him. I should be the one to deliver it."
She suddenly yanked hard.
In the scuffle, she tilted toward the desk as if losing her balance.
The coffee by her hand spilled onto the document Ethan needed and splashed onto my computer.
The computer screen instantly went black.
"Joanna, I'm sorry! I just wanted to get the document and lost my balance..."
Sienna panicked and teared up, frantically trying to help me clean up.
Ethan happened to appear. Seeing this scene, he frowned.
"What's going on?"
Before I could speak, Sienna immediately rushed to Ethan's side, her eyes red.
"It's my clumsy fault. I was rushing to get the document you needed and accidentally broke Joanna's computer."
Ethan said nothing.
I held up the wet document.
"I already said it wasn't finished. I'd deliver it when it was done. What's your rush?"
Sienna's tears fell harder as she looked at Ethan.
"It's my fault. Joanna is so excellent, I was too eager to learn from her and made things worse instead. Mr. Sinclair, please punish me."