Trading My Ex for His Uncle

However, this didn't mean Nyla couldn't do anything. At the very least, she couldnoveldrama

familiarize herself with the company's overall structure and get an idea of the type of chips they were currently developing.

Jenny nodded. "Got it, Ms. Kinsey."

Under Jenny's guidance, Nyla toured Kajer Tech and learned about the departments on each floor.

By the time she returned to her office, over an hour had passed.

Nyla entered the office, and Jenny went to organize the company's files.

The office Nyla was using had previously belonged to Emerald, and its decor was dominated by a black, white, and gray color scheme that felt rather oppressive.

Nyla glanced around and decided to have Jenny update the style later.

Soon, Jenny knocked and entered. "Ms. Kinsey, here are the company's documents. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Nyla took the files. "Thank you, I appreciate it."

"No problem. If you don't need anything else, I'll get back to work," Jenny said, excusing herself.

"I'd like to change the office decor," Nyla requested.

Jenny nodded. "Of course. What style would you prefer? I'll have the designer create a layout and send it to you for review."

"I'd like something warmer," Nyla replied.

"Got it. I'll contact the designer now. The design should be ready by tomorrow morning," Jenny answered.

"Thank you," Nyla said.

After Jenny left, Nyla opened the files and began reviewing them. Not long after, her phone rang.

Seeing that it was Andre, she answered, "Hello, Andre. What's up?"

"Ms. Kinsey, do you have some time this evening? I'd love to invite you to dinner," Andre said.

Nyla lowered her gaze. "I'm free. Just send me the restaurant address, and I'll go directly after work."

"Alright, see you tonight," Andre replied.

After hanging up, Nyla picked up the files and continued reading.

Within a minute, Andre sent over the restaurant address.

She glanced at it-the restaurant was only a few kilometers from Kajer Tech, so she could easily take a taxi after work.

When it was time to leave in the evening, Nyla grabbed her bag and coat and got ready to head out.

As she walked out of her office, she noticed that all the secretaries were still at their desks, with no sign that anyone was preparing to leave for the day.

A hint of surprise crossed Nyla's face, and she turned to Jenny. "Did I get the time wrong? Isn't the workday supposed to end at 5:30 p.m.?"

"Ms. Kinsey, it's already after hours, but we're all used to staying a little later," Jenny replied.

"Is this a rule set by Ms. Kinsey?" Nyla asked.

Jenny shook her head. "No, it's voluntary. We just stay late to finish our work."

Nyla was silent for a moment before speaking again. "Starting today, no one in the CEO's office is allowed to work overtime. Pack up and prepare to leave now. If I see anyone staying late again, I'll deduct your salary."

Jenny furrowed her brow. "But if we don't stay late, we won't finish our work."

"If the work isn't done, you can finish

it tomorrow. If you can't finish by the end of the workday every day, it means you're overworking. I'll have HR hire more secretaries to Share the load," Nyla stated.

After a brief silence, Jenny turned to the rest of the secretaries. "Everyone, finish up your current tasks. Anything that's not urgent can wait until tomorrow morning You're all free to leave for the night."

"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. I'll leave the rest to you," Nyla said.

"Understood, Ms. Kinsey," Jenny replied.

When Nyla reached the ground floor to catch a taxi, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up in front of her.