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“Yeah! You are a hundred times better than Mya!"

“Your father is much better than hers. I can't believe he just got a life sentence. He should die after what he had done! Who cares what contribution he had made?"

Mya couldn't bear it anymore. "Have you finished?"

The three girls were shocked. turning around, they saw Mya standing behind them with icy eyes. None of them knew when she got there. “Does it make you feel so good about yourself judging people behind their backs?" Mya's face was cold, expressionless. She didn't seem to be angry, "When my dad served the people, you were not even born yet."

"You are proud, aren't you?" A woman raised her chin and said mockingly, “You are hypocritical. You lied to marry Finnley. Who would believe that you and your mother are innocent?"

At this time, the elevator door opened. Jennifer came out.

"No one would believe it! You guys were acting on the interview last night, right? The people Internet are blind to praise you guys."

"Mya, your father was arrested the second day you got married. You set a trap against Mr. Russell. Don't you have nightmares?"

Jennifer frowned slightly when she heard these words.

"Mya, if I were you, I would have left the country. There is no place for you in Arkpool City.

“That's right, why are you still here in the company?"

you put these efforts into work, I bet you will be better.” Mya smiled coldly, "You guys would contribute to

"You stole Mr. Russell from Sheila! Go to hell!

"Stop."

Jennifer called out.

was shocked. With astonishment in her eyes, she murmured, "Ms. Brooks?" “Ms. Brooks." The

was calm, looking strong

them, reached out to their work badges, and

nervous, fearing that their wages would

maybe they would be asked

Would they be demoted?

of all kinds of

stuff, you're fired." Jennifer sounded

hit them like

Jennifer

women, "You asked

the women didn't dare to

floor,

was wearing a black custom-made shirt, which outlined his

desk,

a moment before dialing. At this time, Zack had just entered the conference

his personal computer. He looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone,