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.”

illness, so she didn’t

appropriate time to talk with her husband, Leslie,

refrigerator had startled her

their inability to pursue a quick divorce, it

a

coincidentally witnessed

displayed a spectrum of emotions–envy,

tenth different luxury

and a courier delivers them by noon. She claims they’re

why don’t you try it? Remember to reveal half of your chest,”

Millie clenched her fists, and turned

rides with someone else. Can you stomach this? What if she seals the deal? She’ll become

from the top five advertising companies in Seacester, I don’t think the

of just waiting?” Millie

Besides, even if I follow her now, it would only annoy her. Our effort wouldn’t

having only eaten a sandwich early in the

frustrated expression, followed Aurelia to

everyone was back, they

the unmistakable sound of high heels,

the ride. We’ll chat

of Kimberly’s voice, the drowsiness of the office staff

a massive Louis Vuitton

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

of afternoon

this?”

gift from Mr. Lynch. I declined, but he insisted. After all, he’s our client, and I couldn’t refuse. But I already have so many bags,” Kimberly explained, her hands swiftly unwrapping the box, revealing the bag amid the envious

Chapter 11

the Louis Vuitton Onthego! That’s easily 24,000 dollars! Did Mr.

that expensive,” Kimberly casually remarked, slinging the handbag

fathom how Kimberly managed to turn in her direction.

friendly reminder, “Kimberly, as a potential business partner, the company

particularly the ones

those who were already married,

another woman out for lunch and

tolerate such

teeth. “Aurelia, you’ve misunderstood. I’ve already said that Mr. Lynch. and I clicked instantly.

personal

among the

were suddenly good friends with a gift of a

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