The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 550

In the end, Lola slunk away, humiliated, after the entire gaming department called her out.

The matter fizzled out without any real consequences.

"Gwyn, don't let people like that bother you. Everyone can see how good you are," someone reassured her.

Except for the one person Yvette had planted in the gaming department to report back to her, every colleague stood firmly by Gwyneth's side.

Naturally, Yvette got wind of the outcome almost immediately. She was furious, but there was nothing she could do about Gwyneth.

That evening, the gaming team organized a dinner. The manager booked a private room at Savory Grace, a trendy fusion restaurant, and of course, Gwyneth was invited.

She let Hans know in advance. He told her to text him when they wrapped up so he could pick her up.

From the look of things, Hans wasn't remotely interested in helping Hawthorne keep up appearances. It made sense-Hawthorne was the CEO, and only he and Gwyneth knew the real reason she joined the company. He didn't owe anyone an explanation.

someone who'd gotten in through connections or favoritism. She had

truth: Miss Yvette was jealous and resentful of

word eventually reached

door, his face back to its usual cold, impassive expression-the

would like to see

directly. For most other executives, unless it was something urgent, Hans would be the one to pass on

saw

stay calm. "Got it. Tell

"Alright."

polished floor, made her

was open. When she entered, Hawthorne was bent over his desk, scribbling notes, not even glancing

as she closed the

a thing. Still, everyone suspected the conversation had something to do

one

just a few days, she'd managed to break several of Mr. Everhart's famously strict rules: The company was supposed to be a fortress against nepotism- got in through connections. Yet, rumor had it Gwyneth was a friend of Mr. Everhart's niece, and that alone had gotten her a job. Then there was the