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.”

mother’s illness, so she didn’t inquire further. She followed Aurelia

appropriate time to talk with her husband, Leslie, about their

had startled her

quick divorce, it was essential for

a peaceful life

Aurelia and Millie coincidentally witnessed

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

already the tenth different luxury car. Truly jealous of Kimberly,

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

you try it? Remember to reveal half of your chest,”

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

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

lunch because of her? Besides, he rejected offers from the top five advertising companies in Seacester, I don’t think the

something instead of just

plan. Besides, even if I follow her now, it would only

having only eaten a

a frustrated expression, followed

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

down when the unmistakable sound of high

arrived. Thank you for the ride. We’ll chat again next

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

Vuitton paper bag, wearing

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

to the offer of afternoon tea. All eyes

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,”

Chapter 11

That’s easily 24,000 dollars! Did

not that expensive,” Kimberly casually remarked, slinging the

fathom how Kimberly managed to turn in her direction.

Aurelia smiled, offering a friendly reminder, “Kimberly, as a potential business partner, the company prohibits accepting gifts. Plus, Mr. Lynch

colleagues in the office, particularly the ones who

already married, they rolled their

husband taking another woman out for lunch

tolerate

and I clicked

personal gift,”

the colleagues became even more

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