The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 547

"Understood, Miss Yvette."

With the order given, the assistant hurried off. Gwyneth returned to her desk as if nothing had happened.

She understood all too well that Hawthorne Everhart's word was law here. Coming from an old, well-established family, Gwyneth had never really experienced cutthroat scheming at home, but some instincts ran in her blood- she could sense office power plays a mile away.

Yvette might want her gone, but unless Hawthorne himself gave the nod, nobody could force her out.

The irony was, did she even want to stay? Hawthorne had already decided she couldn't be trusted, keeping her close just to watch her every move, waiting for his suspicions to pass.

If Yvette actually managed to get rid of her, Gwyneth might even feel grateful. She powered up her computer, only to discover that the original art she'd worked on all night had been deleted.

Ha.

A faint smirk tugged at her lips. Such a clumsy, underhanded trick.

now, they'd wiped her files. If she tried to complain to Hawthorne, she'd have no evidence-no artwork, no proof

But-well.

taught her: if you create something original,

a simple piece of

for final testing. If she'd really lost her files, recreating them in time would've

she knew some executives had the authority to access any employee's computer, supposedly to

into her computer and restored her files, waiting for everything to

at her screen and the open files. She didn't need

she was vice president of Hawthorne's company- without talent. Naturally, she had eyes and ears

prepping for the meeting, so when someone

told, being a concept artist

"Vera."

to the break room. While

after she

her to resign herself? She just came