The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 28

I froze, a bitter smile forming on my lips. Of course. I already knew the answer but had asked anyway, only to humiliate myself.

When Melody finished introducing herself, I didn’t hesitate. “Emilia, what do you think are the core duties of a secretary? Do you believe you can handle them?”

My question went straight to the point, blunt and unforgiving. Melody paused, then flashed a confident smile. “Though I lack work experience, I’m fluent in four languages and a quick

learner.”

She raised her gaze to meet mine, a hint of meaning in her eyes. “I heard that, Ms. Laura, you also joined this company right after graduation, securing the job due to your language skills. I believe I’m just as capable.”

I fell silent. This familiar scenario made my mind drift back to five years ago. Back then, I had entered Reed Corporation full of ambition, passing every round of interviews until I stood in front of Leo. He had asked me that very question, and it had changed the course of my life. Time moved on, and I went from being his employee and wife to his ex–wife and a forgotten figure.

When I returned to the present, Melody had already left.

The following day, the HR announcement came through. Leo had made the decision himself, appointing Melody directly as his personal assistant, bypassing the usual ranks. That very day, she was already accompanying him on a business trip.

from a junior assistant to Leo’s personal secretary. But Melody? She only needed a word from

a pang of bitterness twist in my

and headed to him for a signature. I had been working on this high–stakes project, worth nearly a billion, for over a year, and only the finalization remained. In my

Chapter

room, I

did you guys

Reed’s first love!”

a

Mr. Reed

for show, I heard from Assistant Yang, who went on the trip, that Mr. Reed even reserved an entire Michelin three–star restaurant

a date? And where does that leave the

Reed…

clutched the project folder tightly, my throat constricting as every breath brought a stab of

on divorce;