Once Marcus’ mind was set, Celeste realized she couldn’t sway him.

Meanwhile, Millie returned to the company and settled into her seat. Soon, a murmur reached her ears.

“Isn’t it against the rules to leave during work hours? Even if one does, they’re expected to inform the team leader.”

Millie directed her gaze toward the individual conversing with Emerie.

Emerie’s retort dripped with venom.

“Indeed, in her eyes, I hold no status as a team leader. She’s free to come and go as she pleases, answerable to no one. Endowed with the prestigious title of the president’s wife, she could slumber at her desk, and we’d still be powerless.”

client berates her, and she

rubbed her temples, her

not officially assigned to any team. Who can validate that I belong to group three? Furthermore, everyone is cognizant of the reason why the

the impropriety of her abrupt departure, she found it intolerable to endure the

abruptly, yet she

office occupants exchanged knowing

expression, Millie grasped the pen, poised to resume her design. Yet a parched throat nudged her attention to her now-empty cup. She moved

Emerie’s countenance darkened, her palm smacking the table’s surface in

the CEO. If competence truly coursed through your veins, why linger in

a sachet, and approached Millie’s workstation, feigning an inspection of

she surreptitiously deposited the

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