Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

Chapter 234

Chapter 234

Queenie asked, "Did Ms. Cooper push you out?

"No. I applied for the transter myself," Lily replied honestly, "Ms. Cooper is very responsible and capable."

"Stop pretending."Queenie scotted. "The designers in the market stores are tougher than Nadial The successful ones make tens of thousands a month. "They work on commission, risking their lives, pulling overtime, and staying up late to secure clients. If you go there, you'll be eaten alive."

Lily was well aware of that. In any commission-based industry, competition was fierce. This, her survival would depend on nothing but persistence.

"Hopefully, the next time we meet, I'll at least be a skeleton so I don't scare you," she joked.

Queenie, being a sentimental person, quickly bonded with Lily after working together for a short time. Her eyes were now slightly red

"you're already as thin as a skeleton. No matter how tough things get, remember to eat on time."

Before leaving, Lily hugged Queenie and added her personal WhatsApp account.

The market store she was heading to was in a nearby home goods mall, where she was due to report at 3:00p.m.

Ashford, was in his 40s, wearing black square-framed glasses, a crew cut, and dressed casually in jeans and a sports

similarly casual, in contrast to the formal attire worn at the headquarters design

fell out of place in her business

in the corner. Around her, others were busy-making

Their own tasks.

all absorbed in

sample materials when Landon called her over. She changed course and walked toward has workstation "Lily, a batch

her a receipt and

the receipt, Lily headed to the back door of the mall, where she

were long, heavy wooden poles-each about six feet long. Carrying them all at once

Lily

pole, which was taller and heavier than she was, wobbled no matter how she tried to

As she turned toward the elevator, the other end of the pole bumped into

"bang" echoed, followed by a flurry

""Mr. Fulton!"

are

pressed his hand to the back of his head and slowly tumed around,

from the scrape, and instinctively pressed her hand

met, and her