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.”

illness, so she

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

the empty refrigerator had startled

divorce,

understanding for a

coincidentally witnessed Kimberly getting

a spectrum of emotions–envy,

month alone, it’s already the tenth different luxury car. Truly

She posts about her favorite designer brands in the morning, and a courier delivers them by

you try it? Remember to reveal

fists, and

at her! She’s already hitching rides with someone else. Can you stomach this? What if she seals the deal? She’ll become the assistant director,” Millie voiced

he rejected offers from the top five advertising companies in Seacester, I don’t think

something instead of just waiting?” Millie said through gritted

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

having only eaten a sandwich early in

wearing a frustrated expression, followed Aurelia

once everyone was back, they drew the curtains in preparation

had just settled down when the unmistakable sound of high heels, accompanied by

the ride. We’ll chat again next

sound of Kimberly’s voice, the drowsiness of the office staff vanished, each craning their necks to

entered carrying a massive Louis Vuitton paper

be apologetic, saying, “Sorry, did I disturb

to the offer of afternoon tea. All eyes were

this?” someone

refuse. But I already have so many bags,” Kimberly explained, her hands swiftly unwrapping the box, revealing the bag

Chapter 11

Louis Vuitton Onthego! That’s easily 24,000 dollars! Did Mr. Lynch really give this to you?” A discerning

not that expensive,” Kimberly casually remarked, slinging the handbag over her arm and turning

to turn in her direction. “Aurelia, is it nice?” She

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 disliked Kimberly, chuckled at

were already married, they rolled their

one’s husband taking another woman out for lunch and presenting her

could tolerate such a

you’ve misunderstood. I’ve already said that Mr. Lynch. and I clicked

personal gift,”

exchanged among the

they were suddenly good friends with

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