Chapter 893
The deleted documents were gone for good, beyond retrieval.
Noah did not feel remorseful. He continued translating the remaining three documents without showing any emotion. However, his typing speed slowed down considerably.
The office once again fell into the rhythm of clacking keyboards, with no one speaking up first.
During busy times, time always seemed to fly by.
The hour passed in what felt like a blink of an eye.
Hannah started tidying up her desk, packing her designer bag, and getting ready to head back to the
Moore mansion.
She casually instructed, “Send all the documents you’ve translated to my account once you’re done.”
Noah paused his work, turning to her, asking, “Ms. Hannah, don’t you want to check them?”
“You’ve finished translating them. What’s there to check?”
Noah hesitated, lowering his gaze. “I… still have two documents left to finish.”
Hannah stopped in her tracks, puzzled, as she glanced at him.
“An hour ago, you had only three left. Yet, you have two more documents undone? What were you doing in the past hour?”
She carefully recalled but could not remember seeing Noah slacking off. His hands had indeed been diligently translating the whole time.
Noah’s cold expression slightly froze, his lashes drooping as he remained silent.
Hannah approached him skeptically, checking his computer screen, and soon discovered the clue.
“Earlier, I saw these documents already translated into files. How come they’re gone now? Are you playing tricks on me?”
Noah explained with a straight face, “I accidentally hit the delete key, and the documents disappeared. So, I had to translate them all over again.”
Hannah stared at him in disbelief, quickly checking his computer’s recycle bin, which was completely
empty.
She teased, “So, you’re saying you accidentally pressed the delete key and conveniently emptied the recycle bin too?”
Noah stayed silent.
Hannah continued, “Besides, with your intelligence, even if it were a coincidence, you’d remember you think you can
the previously translated documents, and redoing them would be much quicker. Do
fool me?”
Noah pursed his lips, his ears turning slightly red.
He was not good at lying; he could not even muster a single word to explain himself.
Hannah’s expression darkened, showing no leniency.
“It’s your first day at work, and you’re already pulling tricks right under my nose. Mr. Noah, do you think your prestigious status can exempt you from punishments?”
Noah clenched his fists nervously, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he gulped.
“Here, you’re the CEO, and I’m your assistant. If I mess up, it’s up to you how to handle it.”
Hannah stared at him, slightly taken aback.
It was her first time seeing the usually aloof Noah bowing like this.
It had a boss–and–secretary kind of vibe to it.
“If that’s the case, then I’m more than happy to help you relive your childhood memories,” she said, returning to her desk.
From the drawer, she retrieved a slender and smooth ruler.
It had been used before to discipline her younger cousin, who interned at the company, and it had been tucked away in the drawer for quite some time.
Nonetheless, Hannah did feel somewhat guilty about using it on Noah as he was from Svelton’s most powerful family.
Hannah hesitated for a moment, but she thought giving a little disciplinary lesson to a sneaky assistant was not that big of a deal.
Besides, she knew how to control her strength.
Gathering her courage, Hannah walked back to Noah with steady steps.
Noah, watching her approach, felt anxious.
He had always been obedient and never got into trouble, so he had no idea what it would feel like to be disciplined with a ruler.
As his Adam’s apple bobbed nervously again, Hannah stood before him and commanded, “Mr. Noah, please extend your left hand.”
Sitting down, he looked up at her and extended his hand.
