They ridiculed her for assisting a feeble old stranger, then stood stunned upon discovering his true identity…
Wait. Get out of the way. Old man, get out now.
How dare you push an elder. The elevator overloaded when you entered. You should be the one leaving.

Who do you think you are? To tell me to leave? Do you know who I am? Or my connection with Chairman Harrington? I don’t care who you are. Apologize to him now. Is this woman blind? To dare confront Sister Victoria? She’s here for the interview.
She’ll fail after offending Victoria. Not worth my breath. Sir, are you okay? I’m fine.
Thank you, miss. Glad you’re all right. What’s your name? Amelia Clarke.
Do you work at Harrington Industries? I’m here for an interview. I believe in you. You’ll pass for sure.
I appreciate that. The elevator’s here. Wonder if I’ll meet Mr. Harrington.
Why would he attend interviews? We’re just small fries. If I could join the executive office, might get chances to interact with Chairman Harrington. Is Amelia Clarke here? Me.
Come in for the interview. Mr. Harrington, our staff wasn’t at the airport to pick up Grandpa. The old residence? No sign there either.
You brat. Grandpa? You’re still recovering? Why sneak back to UK? You have the nerve to ask. It’s been a whole year.
Where’s my granddaughter-in-law? Did you even get married? I showed you the marriage certificate. Just the cover. Think I’m senile? I don’t care.
I want to meet her. If I don’t see her, I’ll end my life. Fine, fine.
If you promise to recover properly, I’ll take you to meet her. Okay, one month. That’s all you get.
Oh, and a girl named Amelia Clarke interviewed at your company today. Hire her. Grandpa, our company hires based on merit.
She made it to interview. That shows capability. That’s Amelia Clarke girl.
Kind and beautiful. I like her. All right, I’ll hire her.
Let’s go, Grandpa. I’ll take you home. No need.
I’ll go alone. Amelia Clarke. Good morning, panel.
Here’s my resume. Ew. What a coincidence.
I’m doomed. Get out. You haven’t seen my resume.
Don’t need to. Trash like you don’t belong here. Take your resume and scram.
Oh my god, Mr. Harrington. So handsome. You’re just retaliating because I offended you.
So what if I am? You bullied an elder earlier. That was wrong. Given another chance, I’d do it again.
With interviewers like you, I quit this process. Suit yourself. Who needs this anyway? Why do you look familiar? Who is Amelia Clarke? That’s me.
Majored in design? Does your design department still need more people? Mr. Harrington, our department is fully staffed now. You can join secretarial as an intern. Oliver Bennett, handle her onboarding.
Yes, sir. Let’s go. This woman’s already hitting on Mr. Harrington.
You’ll pay for this. You’re the new office hottie? What are you doing? You dare hit me? You harassed me. A slap was mercy.
Weren’t you chasing Mr. Harrington? What’s wrong with a little touch? Stop playing the innocent saint. Mr. Harrington. Mark my words.
Don’t you move. Let go of me. What happened? He harassed me.
Touched me. Mr. Harrington. I didn’t.
She’s- She’s using me to climb up. Came on to me. Who let this scheming woman into our company? Fire her immediately.
Mr. Harrington. I hired her. What the- Mr. Harrington, I’m so sorry.
I spoke out of turn. I apologize, but you must believe me. She was the one hitting on me.
He’s lying. Mr. Harrington. After all these years at the company, I’ve always been diligent.
You have to trust me. Get out. You hear me? Get out.
It was clearly him harassing me. Why fire me instead? I meant him. Not you.
Idiot. Mr. Harrington. I know I messed up.
I have an 80-year-old mother and a child on the way. If you fire me, they’ll starve. Mr. Harrington, I beg you.
Please give me another chance. Mr. Harrington. Three.
Mr. Harrington. Two. Thank you, Mr. Harrington.
Have I seen her somewhere? Oliver Bennett. Mr. Harrington, bring me my marriage certificate. Okay.
By the way, last year, what’s the name of the person you found for me to marry? Isabella Weston. Are you sure? I’m sure. Must I have remembered wrong? Amelia Clarke, I’ll get you some materials to review.
Okay. I’ll take care of it. Take these documents back and study them.
Okay. Mr. Harrington, I’m sorry. Any luck finding it? Not yet.
I remember leaving it here, right in this spot. But it vanished. Assistant Oliver, what are you looking for? Marriage certificate.
Let me help you search. No need. Go get the product ingredient list.
For Mr. Harrington’s signature. Ingredient list? Yes. Okay.
Mr. Harrington, I sincerely regret my actions. Please don’t fire me. I can keep you employed.
Miss, and… You must help me this time. I can’t lose my position at Harrington Industries. I’ll assist you.
If you handle something for me. What is it? Make Amelia Clarke. Leave Harrington Industries.
Amelia Clarke. She’s the reason I got fired by Mr. Harrington. Don’t worry.
I’ll make sure she’s gone. Proceed. James Harrington.
I’ll remove every woman who dares to covet you. You’re mine alone. Who let you in here? Mr. Harrington.
I lost an earring here. Right here. Without my permission, don’t enter my office….
Okay, Mr. Harrington. What are you doing here? Flaunting yourself for Mr. Harrington again? I’m delivering the ingredient list. What are you doing? You dared to tamper with the formula.
Adding mercury to it? If this goes into production, the entire batch will be ruined. You’re trying to destroy Harrington Industries. I didn’t do it.
I never touched this document. I just got it from R&D. How dare you lie? Adding this is illegal.
Come with me to HR. I won’t go. I didn’t do it.
Let me go. Let me go. What’s going on? Mr. Harrington, Amelia Clarke tampered with the formula, damaging our reputation.
I didn’t. I never touched it. Stop lying.
Where’s the original formula? Did you sell it to competitors? Amelia Clarke, any explanations? I swear I didn’t touch it. Charlotte Hayes told me to retrieve this document. I didn’t even look at it.
How could I possibly… Enough with the act. Let’s go to HR. I told you I didn’t.
I’m not going. Let me go. Enough.
Did you go anywhere else? The pantry. I went to the pantry. It must have been swapped there.
Check the security footage. A thief crying, stop thief. Everyone knows.
The pantry cameras were broken. Mr. Harrington, the surveillance cameras were repaired long ago. It’s him? Wasn’t he fired? Why is he still here? Bring Daniel Fletcher here? Yes, sir.
Let go of me. Release me. And why are you arresting me? Still making excuses.
The surveillance footage is right here. Why did you swap the files to frame me? Yes. It’s… How dare you lie in front of Mr. Harrington? You’d better think carefully before acting.
I… I just couldn’t accept it. I wanted Amelia Clarke to get fired too. Mr. Harrington, I never meant to… harm the Harrington Corporation.
Save that story for the police. Take him away now. Let go, I can walk myself.
Amelia Clarke, you failed your duties. You’re fired. Why? Wasn’t this already investigated? It wasn’t me.
Mr. Harrington, did you find it? It’s my negligence. I lost your marriage certificate. Not sure if Mrs. Harrington still has hers.
I checked. One certificate is enough for divorce. Fine, I understand.
Marriage certificate? He’s married? Get out. Let’s go. Let go? Stop dragging me.
I’m sorry. Mysterious husband. You and I have no connection.
Stop calling me your husband. This is a misunderstanding. I’m… Get out.
Mr. Harrington, the matter has… I said get out. Wasn’t this already investigated? Hello? I’m sorry. I left early this morning.
Are you crying? No. Did you call about the divorce matter? About the divorce. Let’s delay it by a month.
I need you to act as my wife, to meet my grandfather. Don’t worry. I’ll compensate you for this month.
That’s unnecessary. The money you gave me last time saved the life of my only family. You’re my benefactor now.
I can’t take more money. Rest assured. I’m good with elderly people.
We’ll proceed with divorce soon. Oh, and our marriage certificate. I accidentally lost mine.
Do you still have yours? Yours is missing too. I lost your marriage certificate. Charlotte Hayes just mentioned Mr. Harrington’s marriage certificate is missing.
What a coincidence. Two. Your marriage certificate is also missing.
If that’s the case, it’s a problem. It’s okay. A colleague of mine today also lost their marriage certificate.
What was I thinking? How could my mysterious husband be Mr. Harrington? You… Are you facing some difficulties? I heard you crying earlier, even though this is a sham marriage. But tell me if you need help. I’ll do my best to assist you.
Mr. Harrington, Mr. Edwards, and his team have arrived. Bring the contract. I’m fine.
Right before you called me, I got fired from the company. I just lost control of my emotions. Work at your company.
No need. Don’t worry. I won’t be easily defeated.
Your boss firing you shows his poor judgment. Hmm. He really is blind.
Never speak ill of others behind their backs. Speak of the devil. Here he comes.
I need to go. Something came up. We’ll text about the details later.
Got it. Amelia Clarke, you’re Mr. Harrington’s assistant. Do you know who is Mr. Harrington’s mysterious wife? I always thought Mr. Harrington was the city’s most eligible bachelor.
Never imagined he’s married. Even if Mr. Harrington were single, you’d still have no chance. Hey, rumor says Mr. Harrington’s planning to divorce his secret wife.
Is that true? Seems plausible. Does that mean I still have a shot? Too much free time on your hands? Pack your belongings and leave the company immediately. What’s happening? No idea.
Charlotte Hayes. Do you know Mr. Harrington’s schedule? His schedule is confidential. Only Victoria and Charlotte Hayes have access.
Do you know who is Mr. Harrington’s meeting with today? Probably CEO Edwards from Stellar Group. Mr. Edwards. Hey, where are you going? Going to intercept him.
Hand over the medicine. What are you doing here? How did you track me down? I did my research. I found out our collaboration partner is Mr. Edwards from Stellar Group.
This is his favorite restaurant. If we’re discussing cooperation, he’ll definitely choose this place. What you need now is a hangover cure.
What’s your motive for approaching me? I just want to prove I can be a competent assistant. Daniel Fletcher was the one who messed up. Why fire me instead? I don’t explain things to idiots.
You. Amelia Clarke. I’m sorry.
That wasn’t intentional. Let me clean that for you. Mr. Harrington.
Maybe I should leave now. Charlotte Hayes. Get back here.
Mr. Harrington. How long will you stay on my lap? I slipped. Move.
I genuinely want to know why. Fine. I’ll tell you why…
As an assistant, you didn’t notice the documents were swapped. Not only are you careless, you lack basic responsibility. Dare to make a bet with me.
Give me one month. If I can prove myself as a competent assistant, let me stay and work in the design department. It’s you? That Amelia Clarke girl.
Kind and capable. I see potential in her. Fine.
Out of respect for grandpa, I’ll give her another chance. Okay. You’ve got one month.
And if you fail… I’ll pay you six months salary. Fine. Give me the deposit.
Why does this card look familiar? I was just joking. Your petty cash means nothing to me. One month.
Succeed and stay. Fail and get lost. I’ll start work tomorrow.
Idiot. See you tomorrow. Morning, Victoria.
Good morning, Victoria. Morning, Sister Victoria. Amelia Clarke.
Weren’t you fired by Mr. Harrington? Mr. Harrington’s got a sharp eye for talent. He kept me again. How’s that? Annoyed? You… James Harrington’s making exceptions for her again.
Still no leads on the mystery wife. Another rival joins the fray. Victoria, I’ve got tissues here.
Get lost. Mr. Harrington. Your coffee, Mr. Harrington.
No milk, sugar, or ice, right? Leave it there. Something else? Won’t you try it? Get out. Oh.
Not bad at all. What do you think you’re doing? Amelia Clarke. Don’t tell me you’re Mr. Harrington’s mystery wife.
Are you insane? How could I be Mr. Harrington’s secret wife? You better not be. Or else I’ll… You lunatic. Got it.
On my way. Amelia Clarke. You’ve got what you wanted.
Where’s the money? I asked you to investigate. James Harrington’s secret wife. Not this woman.
Dig deeper. You dare trick me, bitch? Where’s your promised return to Harrington Industries? Want to hit me? Come on. Aim right here.
Coward. Amelia Clarke is our common enemy. Only when she’s gone.
Can I bring you back? Amelia Clarke. What’s your next move? Fine. This time I’ll make her suffer properly.
About CEO Harrington’s divorce from his wife. What’s your take? Not my business. Aren’t you into Mr. Harrington? If you like Mr. Harrington, go chase him.
Stop harassing me all day. If you don’t like Mr. Harrington, why keep clinging to him? I want to join the design department. You keep blocking me.
Besides, I’m already married. You’re married? When did this happen? It’s on my resume. So can you please stop targeting me? James Harrington would never go for a married woman.
I should focus on finding that mysterious lady first. Fine. By the way, you go to Oakwood International to pick up Mr. Baxter.
Mr. Baxter? Mr. Baxter is a key client. Treat him with care. Got it.
I’ll go. She’s already gone. Get ready.