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Position: Intern jewelry designer.

Intern? Millie’s eyebrows arched. Such a foundational role.

The morning hours waned, and still, no one enlightened Millie on her duties.

Her desk remained barren.

On numerous occasions, the urge to question those nearby welled up within her, yet those individuals appeared keen on maintaining a certain distance. They either feigned ignorance of her inquiries or promptly moved away without acknowledgment.

Unbeknownst to her, Rosie had discreetly instructed the others through the design department’s group chat to remain tight-lipped and contribute more actively.

The consensus was clear: Ms. Astley’s desire was for everyone to marginalize Millie.

as the president’s spouse, self-preservation guided their decisions to distance themselves from her. Rumors had circulated within the company that Mrs. Thomas held a strong aversion to Millie, with speculation of an impending

Rosie. Yet, finding an empty manager’s office, she retraced her steps and resumed

arrived, and the office emptied into the canteen,

Group sprawled across two

on the first floor, her mind whirring with the morning’s

lunch. His gaze drifted downwards, catching sight of Millie seated in solitude at

been consumed by a meeting centered around the viability of financing for the Tea Mount’s tourism expansion. Consequently, there had been no opportunity for him to inquire about Millie’s

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Derek’s assistance to summon

seat and exited

his phone, sending her a brief

“Are you alright?”

were arriving for lunch. In a deliberate act, they feigned obliviousness to her presence and hastened