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.”

preoccupied with her mother’s illness, so she didn’t inquire

to talk with

had startled

to pursue a quick divorce, it was essential

understanding for a peaceful

Millie coincidentally

a spectrum

alone, it’s already the tenth different luxury

idea. She posts about her favorite designer brands in the morning, and a courier delivers them by noon. She claims

then, why don’t you try it? Remember to reveal half of

her fists, and turned to Aurelia

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

Besides, he rejected offers from the

do something instead of just

would only annoy her. Our

only eaten a sandwich early

wearing a frustrated expression, followed

returned to the office, once everyone was back, they drew the curtains in

had just settled down when the unmistakable sound of high heels, accompanied by Kimberly’s sweet voice, echoed

for the ride.

of Kimberly’s voice, the drowsiness of the office staff vanished, each craning their necks to catch

a massive Louis Vuitton paper

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

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

this?”

but he insisted. After all, he’s our client, and I couldn’t refuse. But I already have so many bags,” Kimberly explained,

Chapter 11

easily 24,000 dollars! Did Mr.

casually remarked, slinging the handbag

turn in her direction. “Aurelia, is it

reminder, “Kimberly, as a potential

the ones who disliked

married, they rolled

woman out for lunch

could tolerate

misunderstood. I’ve already said that Mr. Lynch. and I clicked instantly. This is a personal gift he gave me as a

a personal

among the colleagues became even more

good friends with a

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