The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1747



Among the onlookers, a person suddenly squeezed through the crowd.

When she saw her, Queenie's expression changed suddenly. "Florence? D-Didn't you leave your job? Why'd you come back?"

After seeing Queenie for who she was, Florence was feeling nothing but disappointment toward her. "I never expected you to be such a person, Queenie."

Up until this point, Queenie was still holding onto her final straw. She let out a guilty laugh and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about." "Last night, you told me that Mrs. Grant's computer had an important document of yours, but you couldn't come to the company due to some matters. You asked me to forward it to you. Why aren't you admitting to it now?" Florence frowned and repeated what Queenie asked her to do last night. Everyone only wanted to protect themselves, and Queenie was no exception. She seemed bewildered with her hands spread out, and she looked innocent." Florence, even if you want to shift the blame to me, you have to choose a better excuse. You said I asked you to forward the file, huh? Why weren't you suspicious of me, then? How can there be such a stupid person? You're clearly slandering me here."

She said without the slightest guilt on her face. "You're the one who dislikes Mrs.

Grant, so you tampered with the data to drive her out of Grant Corporation. You shouldn't shift the blame to me."

Florence was an honest person, so naturally, she

to Queenie's assertive selfargument, I clapped my hands and protected Florence behind me. "You're so eloquent, Ms. Sanders. Then how would you explain the

admit that she had touched the data. "I didn't change anything. I was responsible for this data in the past, and I used this computer. I do

data?" Nicky stood forward, and her

still looked as arrogant as

a slightly tense tone, 'This is your last chance. So long as you're honest and frank, I won't pursue

Nheless, she still insisted. "Are you trying to force me into admitting it,

she refused it,

prevent the

the screen's surveillance, I can tell what Florence did last night and what you did just now, Ms.

clear she could not hold it in anymore. I let out a slight smile and my eyes were sharp as a blade. "It isn't too late to admit

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guess being famous is also one of your wishes,

the company. Such a person would be unable to work in the same industry for two years, or they would be