Menantu Pahlawan Negara by Sarjana

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

appropriate time to talk with her husband, Leslie, about

refrigerator had startled her early in the

to pursue a quick divorce,

for a peaceful

the elevator, Aurelia and Millie coincidentally witnessed Kimberly getting

onlookers‘ eyes displayed a spectrum of emotions–envy, admiration,

luxury car.

have no idea. She posts about her favorite designer brands in the morning, and a courier delivers them by noon. She claims they’re all gifts from admirers. I

Remember to reveal half of

hearing this, Millie clenched her fists, and turned to Aurelia in

Can you stomach this? What if she seals the deal? She’ll become the assistant

not eat lunch because of her? Besides, he rejected offers from the top

of just waiting?” Millie said

worry; I have a plan. Besides, even if I follow her now, it would only annoy her. Our effort wouldn’t

only eaten a sandwich early

expression, followed Aurelia to

meal and returned to the office, once everyone was back, they

just settled down when the unmistakable sound of high heels, accompanied by

for the ride. We’ll

the drowsiness of the office staff vanished, each craning their necks to catch a glimpse at

massive Louis Vuitton paper bag, wearing a self–satisfied

pretended to be apologetic, saying, “Sorry, did I disturb you? How

paid much attention to the offer of afternoon tea.

what’s this?” someone

and I couldn’t refuse. But I already have so many bags,” Kimberly explained, her hands swiftly unwrapping the box, revealing

Chapter 11

the Louis Vuitton Onthego! That’s easily 24,000 dollars! Did Mr. Lynch really give this to

remarked, slinging the

Kimberly managed to turn in her

potential business partner, the company prohibits accepting gifts. Plus, Mr. Lynch

office, particularly the ones who disliked Kimberly,

who were already married, they rolled their

out for

tolerate such

Mr. Lynch. and I clicked instantly. This is a personal gift he gave me as

personal gift,”

looks exchanged among the colleagues became

were suddenly good friends with