In the past few days, Priscilla found herself actively seeking opportunities to meet with Joe. Most of these encounters were work-related or involved delivering coffee, but she took them as chances to get closer to him.
Yet Joe's attitude toward her remained unchanged. He treated her no differently than the other two assistants—there was no special attention, no softer tone, and not even the slightest hint of extra kindness. His behavior was professional, and he was indifferent to her attractiveness.
The only time she noticed a change in his demeanor was when he spoke on the phone with Skylar.
Priscilla pursed her lips and lowered her gaze to her freshly manicured nails, her heart racing with anticipation. This business trip was her opportunity. She wanted Joe.
She was determined to become Joe's woman, even if it meant being a secret lover.
She glanced at the road ahead before turning to Joe. "Mr. Martin, up ahead is the largest rest stop on this route. It has a wide variety of dining options."
She had already checked the route before they left, knowing exactly where the rest stops were. Compared to her attentiveness, the other two male colleagues were somewhat passive.
Although their roles were well-defined, it was clear that in situations like this, being attentive and thoughtful mattered more. After all, this was a rare opportunity to travel on business with Joe, and everyone wanted to showcase their skills.
The two men glanced at Priscilla.
Priscilla had been very proactive. Given her capabilities, it was no surprise that she had successfully completed the selection process and was accompanying them.
The two men exchanged looks, sensing that Priscilla's motivations might not be entirely professional.
"Mm," Joe acknowledged with a brief nod but said nothing more.
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