Countdown to My Divorce

“There’s no need to be so aggressive-”

“Are you done talking?” Rachel cut Yvette off bluntly.

Yvette froze for a moment, her expression stiff. She forced a smile. “Rachel, how could you say that? I’m really doing this for your own good.”

“Yvette, I’ve never fallen for your sweet little act. If you love performing so much, do you want me to get you into showbiz? With your level of acting, maybe you could snag a supporting role. Too bad your performance doesn’t work on me. If you’re really trying to pin all this on me, maybe you should just get on your knees. That might be more convincing.”

Yvette’s pupils quivered as she looked at Rachel in shock, wondering if the latter had lost her mind. Did Rachel actually ask her to kneel?

Rachel raised her brow sarcastically.

“What? Not kneeling? Weren’t you just defending them like your life depended on it? Cat got your tongue now?”

She approached the women standing nearby.

“What’s wrong? Weren’t you all just talking so confidently? Saying this car was a gift from some sugar daddy? If you’ve got what it takes, go get one too.”

not like you, using your own sister as a stepping stone to snatch

unable to stand how arrogant Rachel was acting,

remained completely unfazed. Her expression was unreadable. She tilted her chin toward

nothing to say now? You were on a

Sheila completely off guard. Her face turned

at

handbook that employees are not allowed to gossip about their superiors behind their backs. All of you, write a self–reflection. Tomorrow morning, you’ll read them out loud

that, Rachel straightened her back and walked confidently

including Yvette, was

“W–What just happened?”

sister’s no pushover. We’re in

even ask questions,

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Chapter 492

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