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.”

with her mother’s illness, so

appropriate time to talk with her husband, Leslie,

the empty refrigerator had startled her early

divorce, it was essential for

understanding for a

the elevator, Aurelia and Millie coincidentally witnessed Kimberly getting

onlookers‘ eyes displayed a spectrum of emotions–envy,

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

favorite designer brands in the morning, and a courier delivers them by noon.

it? Remember to reveal half of your chest,” a

this, Millie clenched her fists, and turned to

stomach this? What if she

Besides, he rejected offers from the top five advertising

just waiting?” Millie

her now, it would only annoy her. Our effort wouldn’t pay off,”

only eaten a

wearing a frustrated expression, followed Aurelia to

the office, once everyone was back,

unmistakable sound of high heels, accompanied by Kimberly’s

you for the

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

Louis Vuitton paper bag, wearing a self–satisfied

quite a loud entrance, she pretended to be apologetic, saying, “Sorry, did

attention to the offer of afternoon tea. All eyes were

what’s this?”

but he insisted. After all, he’s our client, and I couldn’t refuse. But I already have so many bags,” Kimberly explained, her hands swiftly unwrapping

Chapter 11

That’s easily 24,000 dollars! Did Mr. Lynch really give

casually remarked, slinging the

couldn’t fathom how Kimberly managed to turn in her direction. “Aurelia, is

“Kimberly, as a potential business partner, the company prohibits accepting gifts. Plus,

particularly the ones who disliked Kimberly,

those who were already married,

for lunch and presenting her with

could tolerate such

and I clicked instantly.

personal

the

good friends

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