Chapter 11

Aurelia, though a bit restless, patiently shook her head at Millie.

Millie, on the other hand, faced the situation like encountering a formidable opponent.

“Could it be true that Mr. Lynch is really involved with Kimberly?”

Aurelia covered Millie’s mouth with her hand, glancing around to ensure nobody was paying attention to them since everyone had gone for lunch.

“Don’t spread baseless rumors. The office despises gossip,” Aurelia advised.

Millie, however, lowered her voice, filled with resentment.

“Why not? The moment she arrived, we became nothing more than decorations. She already has everything. Why does she need to compete with us? Just because she has money doesn’t mean she can win a man’s heart! All she does is show off her cleavage, doesn’t she?”

Aurelia tilted her head, finding Millie’s reaction somewhat extreme.

“Millie! Don’t speak without evidence! Life is inherently unfair. Having money as an advantage in winning people’s favor. It’s her prerogative. We don’t need to compare ourselves. to such people.”

“I just can’t stand her smug look. What’s so impressive about her? She’d be nothing if it weren’t for a wealthy uncle!” Millie complained.

Aurelia watched Millie bite her lip, sensing beneath the verbal criticism, there lingered an undeniable envy towards Kimberly.

Indeed, whether it was luxury brands, men, or work, Kimberly had it all at her fingertips.

Even when it came to their jobs, Kimberly could effortlessly close deals with a lunch and a few sweet words, while they needed extensive negotiations to sign contracts.

Yet, Aurelia believed that work required a process of experience to be skillful.

Even if Kimberly could charm her way through now, what about the future?

Aurelia comforted Millie, saying, “Don’t dwell on it. Let’s focus on working diligently.”

Reluctantly, Millie nodded, staring at the high heels under Kimberly’s desk, lost in thought.

Aurelia paid no mind, pulling her up from her seat. “Come on, let’s go for lunch.”

Millie snapped back to reality, surprised. “Don’t you bring your own lunch?”

Aurelia sighed, “These days have been a bit hectic. I might skip bringing lunch.”

was preoccupied with her mother’s illness, so she didn’t inquire further. She

contemplating finding an appropriate time to talk with her husband,

empty refrigerator had startled her early

divorce, it was essential for them to

for a peaceful life

and Millie coincidentally

onlookers‘ eyes displayed a spectrum of

luxury car. Truly jealous of Kimberly, remarked

a courier delivers them by noon. She claims they’re all gifts from admirers. I

Well then, why don’t you try it? Remember to

her fists, and turned to Aurelia

look at her! She’s already hitching rides with someone else. Can you stomach this? What if she seals the deal? She’ll become the assistant director,” Millie voiced

he rejected offers from the top five advertising companies in Seacester, I

something instead of just waiting?” Millie

her now, it would only annoy her. Our effort wouldn’t pay

eaten a sandwich early in the

a frustrated expression, followed

they finished their meal and returned to the office, once everyone was

when the unmistakable sound of high heels, accompanied by Kimberly’s sweet voice, echoed from

for the

office staff vanished, each craning their necks to

massive Louis Vuitton paper bag,

loud entrance, she pretended to be apologetic, saying, “Sorry,

one paid much attention to the offer of afternoon tea. All eyes were fixed on the Louis Vuitton

what’s this?”

our client, and I couldn’t refuse. But I already have so many bags,”

Chapter 11

That’s easily 24,000 dollars! Did

that expensive,” Kimberly casually remarked, slinging the handbag over her arm

Kimberly managed to turn in her direction. “Aurelia, is it nice?”

a potential

office, particularly the

were already married,

out for

tolerate such a

and I clicked instantly. This is a personal

personal

looks exchanged among the colleagues became even more

were suddenly good friends with

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