The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 286

When Georgia left, she didn't even bother tidying up her office. She just grabbed a few personal items and her favorite little desk trinkets, stuffed them into a small

box, and walked out of the company.

She'd thought that getting fired—especially after crossing Victoria—would win her some sympathy, maybe even support. She imagined a crowd of coworkers seeing her off, maybe some words of encouragement.

But as she walked all the way to the elevator, nobody even looked her way. Every colleague she passed treated her like she was invisible. Not a single glance, not even a whispered comment.

The disappointment hit hard, gradually morphing into anger. So this was how quickly people turned on you. Out of sight, out of mind.

What Georgia didn't know was that the entire office was quietly celebrating her departure. No one shed a tear, and quite a few were relieved.

After all, she'd spent months swaggering around, throwing her weight behind Violet's authority, acting superior to everyone. She'd made plenty of enemies. Just that morning, she'd even dragged Mr. Garcia into her fight with Victoria-who in their right mind would scold the company's CEO in front of everyone?

At the elevator, the doors slid open with a soft ding. A tall woman stepped out, files in hand. She was striking-attractive, polished, with a professional air.

Georgia couldn't help but glance at her repeatedly. Noticing the attention, the woman approached.

"Excuse me, could you point me to Ms. Marchand's office? I'm here to interview for her assistant's position."

Georgia almost burst into tears right then and there. She hadn't even fully left and already someone was being brought in to replace her.

She'd thought Violet would never find a better assistant, that she'd be begged to come back. Instead, she'd been swapped out faster than a trash bag.

then stormed into the elevator, hugging her box tightly. As the doors closed, she

the entire day holed up in the server room, only emerging with everyone else when work was done. The crisis had been handled, but a new

exhausted. Let me treat you all to dinner tonight," George offered, hoping to lift

in the mood for company. But she'd come here to build relationships with the tech team, and

nodded. It was a group event, and skipping

too," George added. "I know you

Victoria gave her assent.

restaurant. The group

already eating. Victoria had saved her a seat. Ailie

news-Georgia's gone,"

Victoria blinked. "What?"

I propose a toast for her hard

The mood in the room was jubilant. Georgia had made too many enemies; no

was still

just say I borrowed a little help from your friend, the CEO of EmilyTech

satisfied. As manager of the investment department—someone

eat and drink as you please—it's my treat. Ms. Ailie just landed a major deal. Order whatever you like, she's picking up

the elegant menus and zeroing in on

"Give me a break, Victoria. I haven't even received my bonus yet.

dishes, Ailie felt a headache coming on.

it, no doubt. Besides, this dinner will cost more

nearly leapt from her