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.”

so she didn’t inquire further. She

to talk with

empty refrigerator had startled her

their inability to pursue a quick divorce, it was essential for them to grasp

for a peaceful

coincidentally

displayed a spectrum of

different luxury car. Truly jealous of Kimberly, remarked one

by noon. She claims they’re all gifts from admirers. I can’t fathom when I’ll experience such treatment,” another voice

you try it? Remember to reveal half of

fists,

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

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

of just waiting?”

worry; I have a plan. Besides, even if I follow her now, it would only annoy her.

only eaten a sandwich early

expression, followed Aurelia

everyone

the unmistakable sound of high heels,

for the ride. We’ll chat again

staff vanished, each

a massive Louis Vuitton paper

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

afternoon tea. All eyes were

what’s this?” someone

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

Chapter 11

Did Mr. Lynch really give

expensive,” Kimberly casually remarked, slinging the

Kimberly managed to turn in her

a friendly reminder, “Kimberly, as a potential

particularly the ones who disliked Kimberly,

married, they rolled

husband taking another woman out for lunch and presenting her with an expensive

could tolerate such

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

a personal

among the colleagues

they were strangers. Today, they were suddenly good friends with a

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