Mr. Wilson? Mr. Wilson is a key client. Treat him with care. Got it.
I’ll go. She’s already gone. Get ready.
That’s Emily Carter. It’s her. Perfect.
Leaving post during work hours. Let’s see where she’s really going. Mr. Wilson, are you awake? I’m here to pick you up.
Mr. Wilson, stay back. Open the door. Get the key card at the front desk.
Yes, Mr. Thompson. Emily Carter, I know you’re in there. Help.
What’s Mr. Thompson doing here? Emily Carter, look at yourself. What kind of state is this? What’s wrong with you? You smell amazing. Emily Carter, you.
It’s so hot. Emily Carter, calm down. Set the AC to 16 degrees.
Mr. Thompson, this… She was probably drugged. I’ll take her to the hospital. Find out who was in that room.
Yes, Mr. Thompson. You’re awake. Why am I in a hospital? If I hadn’t brought you here, you’d have torn me apart.
Never thought you’d be so wild behind that innocent face. What do you mean? You smell nice. What have I done? I actually forced a kiss on my boss.
Yesterday you swore to win our bet, then sneaked out during work to hook up with someone. No. I went to pick up Mr. Wilson… Oh no, Mr. Wilson.
Mr. Wilson? I don’t recall. Any client named Mr. Wilson in our records? Nice try making up stories. I’m not lying.
Then why was there a creep in the room? I must have gone to the wrong room. Who told you to meet Mr. Wilson? Sophia. Alex Johnson, bring Sophia to the hospital.
What? You incompetent idiot. This wasn’t my fault, miss. And Mr. Thompson wants to see you at the hospital.
Mr. Thompson, the hospital is too dry. Could you pass me that? Your hands are dirty. Let me do it.
Come here. Let me see your face. You seem to really like this.
Our company’s products are just that good. Don’t think a few compliments. We’ll get you a permanent position.
Cheapskate. Mr. Thompson, I’ve brought them. Mr. Thompson, you wanted to see me? Did you send Emily Carter to Redwood International Room 206? Huh? I think that did happen.
How come I haven’t heard that? There is a client named Mr. Wilson in our company. Mr. Lee? I thought I told her to pick up Mr. Wilson. Oh no.
Am I getting fired again? Really? Then why wasn’t Mr. Wilson in the room? There was a pervert inside. About what I asked you to check. Mr. Thompson, the front desk records show the name as Ryan Patel.
Ryan Patel? That can’t be right. I’ll call Mr. Wilson immediately. What? You already left? Sir.
I didn’t know Mr. Wilson had already left. So the person Emily Carter went to meet was actually that Ryan Patel, that bastard. You can go.
Emmy. Grandma, what are you doing here? Isn’t this the person from Emmy’s red book? Grandma, what brings you here? Are you feeling unwell? I’m fine. I came to refill my prescription.
Young man, you’re Emmy’s husband? Emily Carter, you told your family I’m your husband? It’s not me. Grandma, there’s a misunderstanding. Misunderstanding for what? Your marriage certificate? He’s my boss.
Not my husband. Boss? Must be my old memory failing. Grandma’s getting old.
Made a mistake. Emily Carter, come here for a second. Boss.
Let me make this clear. I don’t like you. Nor will I ever.
And office romances are off limits. Whatever lies you’ve been spreading, you need to clarify this mess. Otherwise, you’ll only embarrass yourself.
Who’d even like you? Crazy. This is absurd. Let’s go change and head home, Grandma.
This outfit. Why is it identical to my mystery husband’s? But the same outfit looks much better on my mysterious husband. Newbie, do you know why President Thompson sent Ryan Patel? To Denver for President Wilson? Ryan Patel was already fired, wasn’t he? He’s being specially assigned.
From now on, he won’t be that dignified manager. He anymore. He’ll be stuck dealing with President Wilson.
President Wilson. Is he difficult to deal with? You’re new here. President Wilson loves extreme sports.
Every year, the company picks brave staff from secretarial depth to handle him. That pervert, Ryan Patel, is such a coward. He’ll probably wet his pants daily now.
Serves him right. He shouldn’t harass female colleagues. Bring coffee to my office.
Yes, sir. Come in. Your coffee, President Thompson.
So she is this obsessed with me? Where’s my notebook? Forget it. I’ll organize it digitally. I made myself perfectly clear yesterday.
Why won’t she give up? He’s got bad luck in love. Just reject them outright. Say you already have someone you like.
If all else fails, say you’re into guys. Mr. Thompson, so it’s here with you. Actually, I already have someone special.
When Mr. Thompson sees this notebook, he’ll see how dedicated I am. That radiant smile. Yes, it didn’t work.
You… Can you tone it down a bit? Stop being so obvious. Ah. Why is she still here? Mr. Thompson.
What’s happening to me? Why is my heart racing? I’m into guys. Why is he telling me this? Am I his trusted confidant now? But Mr. Thompson is married. This must be why they divorced.
Don’t worry, Mr. Thompson. I’ll take your secret to the grave. Mr. Thompson.
Wait, that’s not right. She’s the one who likes me. Why should I avoid her? Two people come with me.
To dine with Mr. Anderson from Hangtong. Sophia, you’re with me. You come too.
Your coffee, Mr. Thompson. She just started working here. She can already go out to discuss matters with Mr. Thompson.
Who knows if she’s using underhanded tactics to seduce Mr. Thompson. Mr. Thompson has a wife. Is she trying to be his mistress? Sophia’s still here.
Emily Carter, you’ll pay for this. Mr. Anderson. Long time no see, Mr. Thompson.
Please, come in. Excuse me, may I have a menu? That’s all, thank you. What did she just order? Replace longjing shrimp with spiced peanuts.
Swap mu tie for beer. Understood. Mr. Anderson is allergic to peanuts.
Emily Carter, let’s see how you handle this. Why did you order beer? I requested bijiu. I’ll fix this immediately.
Mr. Thompson, what’s the meaning of this? You knew about my peanut allergy, yet ordered so many peanuts? Emily Carter, explain this menu choice. Aren’t you aware of Mr. Anderson’s allergy? Seems Thompson Enterprises isn’t serious about partnership. We might as well call off the contract.
Mr. Anderson, she’s an intern. New hire, still learning the ropes. I’ll have these dishes removed at once.
Is that acceptable? Our apologies. Wrong dishes were served. What’s going on here? Remove them immediately.
All dishes are served. Please enjoy your meal. Mr. Anderson.
Let’s conclude for today. We’ll discuss the contract another time. Hi, honey.
About the anniversary gift. Oh, I’ll come home early. Mr. Thompson, my wife’s gift.
Was that your arrangement? She absolutely adored it. Could I take some extra for her? Mr. Anderson, I’m aware of your deep bond with Mrs. Anderson. That’s why I took the liberty to gift her a set.
You’re welcome to take this set home. Since my wife has such faith in your company, I’m willing to collaborate. Glad you approve.
Mr. Anderson, a toast to you. Here’s to you, Mr. Anderson. To our successful collaboration.
Mr. Thompson, I’ll head out first. Pleasure working with you. Pleasure working with you.
Mr. Anderson, drive safely. Sophia, what’s wrong with you today? Exposing company flaws in front of clients? No, Mr. Thompson. I was just in a hurry.
Enough excuses. Get back to work. Submit a 1,000-word report to Alex Johnson.
Understood. How did you do it? Come closer and I’ll tell you. Not telling.
Emily Carter, are you asking for trouble? You dummy. There’s a courier. Can’t hold your liquor but drank so much? Mr. Thompson, returning to the villa? Not yet.
Take her home first. Got it. Emily Carter, wake up.
Where do you live? Where do you live? Sorry, Mr. Thompson, there’s a stray cat. Hello? Emmy, why aren’t you back yet? Grandma, I’m Emily Carter’s boss. She’s had too much to drink.
Could you give me your address? I’ll take her home. What’s wrong with Emmy? Grandma, please show us the way. Go.
Go straight ahead. Marriage certificate. Emily Carter is married.
Young man, here, wipe your sweat. Thanks for your hard work. Grandma, Emily Carter got married.
Yes, she said it was a whirlwind marriage. That husband of hers, after they got married, he hasn’t come back all year. Look at this one.
This man right here. Why can’t I see the face clearly? It’s me. Used it to prop up the table leg.
I’ll head back first. You’re married, yet you flirt with me? Take care. Morning, Mr. Thompson.
Got the cold shoulder, huh? Some think they’re irresistibly charming. Pathetic. Emily Carter, Mr. Thompson is a married man.
Have some self-respect. You’ve all misunderstood. There’s nothing between us.
Seems he treats you specially. I swear. Our relationship is purely professional.
Nothing could ever happen. Besides, Mr. Thompson prefers men. At least you know your place.
Mr. Thompson. Here’s Director Anderson’s file. You’ll handle the collaboration in three days.
Close this deal and you’ll get a permanent position. Consider it done. Stop laughing.
Huh? You’re married already. Why smile at me? Are those related? Absolutely. Fine, I’ll stop.
I’ll make you coffee. Don’t bother. Sophia, you’ll handle my coffee from now on.
Yes, sir. Your coffee’s ready, Mr. Thompson. Mr. Thompson, I… I have a document here that needs Mr. Thompson’s signature.
Mr. Thompson is intoxicated, resting at Champs Hotel. Understood. Emily Carter is already on her way.
I’ll take Mr. Thompson’s phone soon to message his wife. When she arrives, lead her to catch them in the act. Remember, you must act before the medication takes effect.
Ensure Emily meets the wife face to face. This way, Mr. Thompson’s divorce proceedings will accelerate. Emily will be branded a homewrecker and lose Mr. Thompson’s favor.
Emily Carter. Oh, Emily Carter. You just wait to be caught having an affair by his wife.
Why is it so hot? What’s going on? Assistant Emily. Mr. Thompson’s inside. Open the door.
Mr. Thompson. Emily Carter. What’s wrong? You’re burning up.
Do you have a fever? Let me take you to the hospital. What? You said Madam Thompson didn’t go? Then Michael Thompson and Emily Carter must have… Ah. I actually slept with President Thompson.
Does this count as cheating? President Thompson’s condition yesterday. He seemed drugged. Wait.
A woman texted me last night. But room 506 was President Thompson’s. Is President Thompson my secret husband? A simple phone call will confirm it.
Hello? Woman’s voice. Hello? This is my husband’s phone. Why do you have it? Because your husband’s in my bed.
Mrs. Thompson won’t tolerate this. She’ll definitely speed up the divorce process with Mr. Thompson. Thank goodness.
It seems Mr. Thompson and my secret husband aren’t the same person. What a relief. I’ve been bad-mouthing Mr. Thompson to my secret husband.
If they were the same, I’d rather die than face that. Sleeping again? That’s all you do? Excuse me. Why is my phone here? Mr. Thompson, where were you yesterday? Your phone was off.
I was drugged. Find out who did this. On it right away.
By the way, where’s Emily Carter? She wasn’t at the office today. She claimed to be unwell and took sick leave. Unwell, you say? Mr. Thompson, where are you going? I’ve been thinking you should know something.
A woman called me yesterday. Claiming you’re cheating. Can’t talk now.
Someone’s at my door. You’re the boss who sent Emmy to her home last time, right? That’s me. Heard she’s not feeling well.
Came to check on her. Who is it? What brings the big boss here? This kid. Please come in first.
Sure, Grandma. Here, have some fruits. Thanks, Grandma.
How old are you? Are you married? I’m 26 years old. Already married. Married? But you two look perfect for each other.
Too bad you’re married. Grandma, I was- To be honest, I’m getting divorced. Divorce? Divorce is good.
Emmy’s husband hasn’t come back once in their whole marriage. He’s clearly no good. I’ll make sure Emmy divorces him.
You and Emmy would be great together. So Emily Carter’s husband treats her badly? Then I should take responsibility. Grandma? Enough about that.
You two talk. Why are you here? Heard you weren’t feeling well. Is this about yesterday? Stop.
What happened was just an accident. I know you were drugged. Let’s pretend nothing happened, okay? I’ll take responsibility.
What can you do to take responsibility for me? Through divorce? I’ll get divorced. No need. I’m fine.
Just leave. You’re not well. I’ll stay to take care of you.
I need to call my husband. Want to listen? Oh, really? Perfect. I’ve never met him.
Go ahead. I’ll stay quiet. Do you have some kind of fetish? Besides, it’s not a video call anyway.
You can’t even see his face. It’s fine. Just listening is okay.
We’re about to discuss some… …intimate matters. Still want to listen? Didn’t her grandmother say that her husband treated her badly? Are they actually loving after all? Fine. You insist on hearing this? I’ll let you listen.
Don’t bother. Get some rest. Why so interested in my personal life? Could it be… …he liked me? Hey.
You said someone used my phone to message you about cheating, but there’s no trace on my phone. Probably deleted it. When I called back later, a woman answered, said you were in her bed.
She acted all smug about it. Then went to claim ownership with my wife. I get it now.
By the way, do you mind if I’m with someone else? Of course not. Our marriage was a big deal. It was just for convenience.
Besides, you should have your own life and relationships. Does that bother you? Here’s the thing. I slept with someone yesterday too.
Like you said, this is a marriage of convenience. I won’t interfere with your life or judge who you’re with. Good.
Just being nosy, was that girl someone special? Not sure, but she’s really into me. So we should finalize the divorce soon. Fine.
Pick a date then. Seven days from now, we’ll get divorced after we meet. In seven days, I’ll be single again.
So, sure enough, it was his sweetheart who was asserting her sovereignty over me that day. But she sent the wrong address with the same room number as Mr. Thompson. Hello? Emily Carter.
Mr. Anderson’s project. When will you follow up? Quit now if you can’t handle it. You’ll handle it first thing tomorrow.
Mr. Thompson’s direct order. Understood. You claim to know who’s having an affair with my husband? I also know they’re meeting tomorrow.
I’ll send you their meetup location. Go see for yourself. See it with your own eyes.
How dare her seduce my husband? I’ll tear her apart. Rip that hussy’s mouth off. Where is she? Didn’t you assign her to Mr. Anderson? I never said to go today.
Is she avoiding me? Give me the address. I’m confronting her. Mr. Anderson, I heard you’re a coffee connoisseur.
What do you think of this blend? Not bad. About the project details, I’ve reviewed everything. Let’s sign the contract.
Okay. Mr. Anderson, please review the contract. Any issues with the terms? How dare you seduce my man? This isn’t what it looks like.
We were discussing business. Shut your trap. Don’t think I don’t know.
Your dirty little secret. I saw everything between you two. Mrs. Anderson, this is a misunderstanding.
I work for Thompson Enterprises. Still lying through your teeth. I’ll teach you a lesson today.
Everyone, come see this homewrecker. This sly fox seduced my husband. Homewrecker, you love being the other woman.
Put on a show for everyone. I didn’t. Let go of me.
Enough. Who do you think you are? Mind your own business? Trying to play the hero? Shut your mouth. Mr. Thompson, what brings you here? This minor project doesn’t require your personal attention.
What Mr. Thompson? I’m warning you. Don’t stop me from beating this homewrecker. Just shut up.
Are you trying to get me killed? Mr. Thompson, let’s sign the contract now. We can sign immediately. There’s no problem, really.
You let this harpy bully my Thompson Enterprises employee? Our collaboration ends here. Starting today, Thompson Enterprises will impose a business blockade on the Anderson family. Mr. Thompson, over this nobody employee, surely you’re overreacting.
We’ll compensate her if needed. Let’s not ruin our partnership. Enjoy your bankruptcy.
Ridiculous. The Anderson family empire won’t collapse at your whim. Wishful thinking? I’m fine.
Focus on the deal. You matter more than any deal. Emily Carter, your Thompson Enterprises’s employee.
Never compromise your dignity. I’ve got your back. Hello? What? Our funding chain is broken.
Impossible. Mr. Thompson, so you’re Mr. Thompson? Mr. Thompson, I was blind earlier. Please forgive me.
Mr. Thompson. Why did you have to provoke them? This is your fault. You cheated.
Don’t move. Sorry, I messed up. Does this mean I won’t get full-time status? Who said that? You passed the trial.
You’re keeping me. Is it because you want to take responsibility? Moron. You’re overthinking it.
You passed my test. But that doesn’t mean you’ll join the design department yet. To transfer there, you must pass their challenge.
Sophia already dislikes me. Will she let me pass? Like this. I’ll arrange a test tomorrow.
Pass it, and I’ll approve your transfer. Dare to accept? Well? Attention, everyone. Our R&D team has upgraded our flagship product, Kafuse Serum.
It has been optimized and upgraded. We need new packaging designs. The company hereby announces an internal design competition open to all departments.