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.”

so she didn’t inquire further. She followed Aurelia into the

appropriate time to talk

empty refrigerator had startled her early in the

a quick divorce, it was essential for them to

for a

the elevator, Aurelia and Millie coincidentally witnessed Kimberly getting into a

eyes displayed a spectrum of emotions–envy,

tenth different luxury car. Truly jealous of Kimberly,

by noon. She claims they’re all gifts from admirers.

Well then, why don’t you try it? Remember to

this, Millie clenched her fists, and turned to Aurelia in

someone else. Can you stomach this? What if

her? Besides, he rejected offers from the top five advertising companies

do something instead of just waiting?” Millie said

now, it would only annoy her. Our effort wouldn’t pay off,” Aurelia explained as she led Millie

was starving, having only eaten a sandwich

wearing a frustrated expression, followed Aurelia

returned to the office, once everyone was back, they drew the curtains in

sound of high heels, accompanied

the

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

entered carrying a massive Louis Vuitton paper bag,

be apologetic, saying, “Sorry, did I disturb you? How about I treat

one paid much attention to the offer of afternoon tea. All eyes were fixed on the Louis

this?”

gift from Mr. Lynch. I declined, 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 the box, revealing the bag amid the

Chapter 11

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

remarked, slinging the handbag over her arm and

how Kimberly managed to turn in her direction. “Aurelia,

potential business partner, the company prohibits

colleagues in the office, particularly the ones who

married,

husband taking another woman out for lunch and presenting her with

could tolerate such

you’ve misunderstood. I’ve already said that Mr. Lynch. and I clicked instantly. This is a personal gift he

a personal

looks exchanged among the colleagues became even more

they were strangers. Today, they were suddenly good friends with a gift of a

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