Chapter 111 She Owes Him Again

Whitney remained silent for a moment. Noel didn't rush her. He took his time, sipping the coffee she had prepared. "Mr. Howard, she's just an assistant and a new one at that. This question is clearly beyond her capabilities. There's no need to make things difficult for her," Amy interjected, feigning concern but, in reality, enjoying the spectacle. Her words sounded like an attempt to smooth things over, but Whitney could tell they were laced with mockery. "Offering preliminary design ideas and suggestions is part of a design assistant's role. If she can't even do that, I have to question how she was hired," Noel said coldly, his words cutting without hesitation. Amy's delight grew at his sharp critique. Whitney clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. Only when the sting of pain registered did she lift her gaze. Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself and spoke in a calm but firm tone. "If Mr. Howard wants to hear my thoughts, then I'll share them." Noel's eye