Menantu Pahlawan Negara by Sarjana

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.

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

the empty refrigerator had startled her early

divorce, it was essential for them to

a peaceful

the elevator, Aurelia and Millie coincidentally witnessed Kimberly getting into

eyes displayed a spectrum of emotions–envy,

luxury car. Truly

no idea. She posts about her favorite designer brands in the morning, and a courier delivers them by noon. She

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

clenched her fists, and turned to

stomach this? What if she seals the deal? She’ll become the assistant

not eat lunch because of her? Besides, he rejected offers from the top five

just waiting?” Millie said through

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

was starving, having only eaten a

wearing a frustrated expression, followed Aurelia to

finished their meal and returned to the office, once everyone was back, they drew

sound of high heels, accompanied by Kimberly’s sweet voice, echoed

you for the ride. We’ll chat

voice, the drowsiness of the office staff vanished, each craning their necks to

Louis Vuitton paper bag,

quite a loud entrance, she pretended to be apologetic, saying, “Sorry, did I disturb you? How about I treat everyone

the offer of afternoon tea. All eyes were fixed on the Louis

this?” someone

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

Chapter 11

24,000 dollars! Did Mr. Lynch really give this to you?” A

slinging

Kimberly managed to turn in her

a potential business partner, the company prohibits accepting gifts. Plus, Mr. Lynch is

the ones

married, they

husband taking another woman out for lunch and presenting

could tolerate

“Aurelia, you’ve misunderstood. I’ve already said that Mr. Lynch. and I clicked instantly. This is a personal gift he gave me as a

a personal

the colleagues became even more

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