My Blind Husband

Candace felt like she was losing her mind and struggling to believe what she saw. She meticulously compared the two documents over and over again.

To her shock, she found that apart from a few punctuation marks and some incorrect words, the rest were practically identical! Cherise’s handwriting was so elegant and neat that it almost seemed printed.

Candace couldn't believe what she was seeing! It was as though Cherise had simply copied and pasted from the original document!

Candace took a deep breath, her gaze locked on Cherise. “This...this is insane! No way someone could be this good!”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

You see, Candace had been Damien’s pick for assistant in the office because of her exceptional memory. She’d stood out among everyone else. But now, her outstanding performance paled in comparison to Cherise’s!

“It's crazy...| can’t wrap my head around this!” Candace exclaimed, disbelief written all over her face. How could Cherise, a dork, be so darn good?

Candace clenched her teeth and declared, “This doesn’t count! She must've cheated! She must have read Lennon’s texts beforehand and memorized it!”

Cherise saw Candace’s meltdown coming. With a smile, she looked directly at Candace. “If you think | cheated, how about you provide a document and read it to me, and I'll write?”

Cherise’s decision to let Candace set her own challenge was a direct snub to her opponent. The department fell silent, even those from other departments pausing to watch the tense exchange.

“Man, Mrs. Lenoir is no pushover. Just look at how gracefully she’s handling Candace’s challenge. There aren’t many women in the company who can match her.”

Candace stood before Cherise, face drained of color. Despite Cherise’s shorter stature, she seemed to loom over Candace at that moment, exuding an aura of dominance.

With great reluctance and a touch of contempt, she uttered, “Fine. You win.”

It was clear that Cherise’s reaction wasn’t that of a cheater. Pressing the matter further would only lead to humiliation for Candace.

Candace took a deep breath, stepping back from Cherise and bowing deeply. Candace stepped back and offered a respectful bow. “I concede. | owe you an apology, Mrs. Lenoir. | shouldn’t have doubted you or coveted Mr. Lenoir. I'll resign after today. I’m sorry,”

As Candace turned to leave, whispers filled the room. Cherise called out to her, her brow furrowed. “Hey, Candace.”

Candace froze, her back to Cherise. “What else can | do for you, Mrs. Lenoir?”

“You know, Mr. Lenoir didn’t move you out of this role because you lack skills. I've honed my memory and literacy over years of study. So, don’t doubt yourself; you’re still great.” Cherise interjected, her tone earnest.

Cherise’s smile persisted as she added, “And hey, even if you do leave Lenoir Group someday, don’t let it get you down. Honestly, if | were you, | wouldn’t quit. On the contrary, I'll prove to everyone, through my own sweat and toil, that I’m just as good as anyone else.”

When Cherise finished, a few of Candace’s coworkers, who were also close friends, rallied around her, grabbing her arm. “Absolutely, Candace! Quitting is like admitting defeat. You're not going to do that, right?”

Lennon exhaled sharply, checking his watch. “It’s ten already. Let’s wrap this up! Everyone, back to work!”