It turned out he really was overthinking things. What could a twenty-five-year-old possibly compete with him about, anyway?
“Dorothea, what do you think? If you want to make any changes, just talk to the engineering team.”
Dorothea gave a small smile. “No, this is good. Really, it’s fine. It’s getting late, so I’m going to head out. You guys keep working.”
She flashed them a sweet smile before she left.
Walton looked at her with gentle eyes. “Alright, take care on your way home.”
...
After she left the office, Dorothea went straight to the dealership and picked up a white X3. Honestly, it felt a little embarrassing to admit she’d bought it on a loan, but now that she was a department director, taking the subway didn’t feel right anymore.
When Latham got home, he immediately noticed the new white sedan parked in the garage.
“You bought a car?” he asked.
Dorothea nodded, still feeling the sting. That car had nearly wiped out her savings. “Yeah. I did.”
Latham raised his eyebrows. “I’ve got several cars in the garage. You could have just picked one to use.”
Her car was probably worth, what, forty grand at most? He thought it seemed a bit cheap.
Dorothea shook her head right away. “Mr. Stephens, your cars are way too expensive.”
The cheapest one in his garage was at least half a million. Driving any of those would be way too showy.
She didn’t want people at work to look down on her just because of her age. If she wanted to be taken seriously, she had to keep things steady and low-key, even with her choice of car.
Latham just smiled. “Alright, suit yourself.”

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