Chapter 112
“Aurelia!? What are you doing here?”
Hearing her voice, Aurelia turned and saw Kimberly getting up from the couch with a shocked expression.
Aurelia was also slightly surprised and couldn’t help but lower her head to check the time.
It was already ten o’clock.
It had been more than two hours since Kimberly and Zachary left the company.
Considering the travel time, they should have presented the proposal long ago.
Why was Kimberly still sitting in the lobby?
Lost in thought, Aurelia wondered.
Could Leslie really be risking everything to help her delay the time?
In that case, where was Zachary?
Just as Aurelia was scanning for Zachary, Kimberly walked over with a cold sneer and a coffee in hand.
cup of
“Don’t bother looking. Mr. Zeller was invited upstairs by One Technology ten minutes ago. think they are currently preparing for the presentation, and I am the presenter for today.”
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As she spoke, Kimberly flaunted her carefully chosen outfit of brand–named products.
Regardless of the content of the presentation, the overall cost of her ensemble alone already scored her extra points.
But since when did the workplace allow anyone to recklessly snatch opportunities from others just because they had money?
Aurelia clenched her fists and asked, “You knew about this all along?”
Kimberly feigned innocence. “Knew what? Don’t just start pointing fingers. I only knew that your skills couldn’t match up, so Mr. Zeller ultimately chose my proposal. Aurelia, I advise you not to mess things up. Consider your future. Our industry is well connected. Once you create a scene, would anyone want to hire you in the future?”
Kimberly smiled and continued, “I know your mom is still in surgery. Be a good girl and hurry back to the hospital. This isn’t the place for you, understand?”
Aurelia glared at her. She was so infuriated that she wanted to march up and slap Kimberly.
Still, she knew she couldn’t do that, or she’d fall into Kimberly’s trap.
Suppressing her anger, she said, “Kimberly, you can’t get used to something that’s not yours. Just like the shoes you’re wearing. You’d rather wear shoes smaller than your feet. You will just end up suffering.”
With that, Aurelia turned around and headed for the elevator.
Kimberly didn’t manage to enrage Aurelia and ended up getting mocked. Her face flushed with anger.
Finding no one around, she briskly approached Aurelia and tripped her.
The heels Aurelia had been wearing for years couldn’t withstand the sudden twist and snapped, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.
Seizing the opportunity, Kimberly poured her coffee on Aurelia.
“Oh my, I’m sorry, Aurelia. Why are you so careless? Are you really going to go up looking like this? You would give a bad impression. This is a disrespect to our client. No one would trust you. If One Technology doesn’t agree to the collaboration, the boss will fire you. You need to consider your mom. Your husband’s salary can hardly support you all.
“As your colleague, I have to remind you that you can’t just survive on talent alone in this society.”
Following a “ding,” the elevator door opened.
Kimberly walked past Aurelia and tossed the remaining half of coffee into the trash can and stepped into the elevator door.
She then closed the door with a smile. “It’s almost time, so I’ll go up now.”
Aurelia struggled to get up and took out some tissue paper from her purse to wipe the coffee stain.
However, her white shirt was already soaked so she couldn’t clean it.
Glancing at her reflection on the elevator door, she momentarily felt drained.
However, that was no excuse to give up.
She could lose, but not to a thief.
She glanced at the coffee in the trash can and dipped her finger into it, before painting a pattern on her shirt.
It was Summer. Her clothes should dry faster than usual.
She just needed to head to the bathroom to blow dry it for a moment for the pattern to set in place.
She couldn’t bring herself to throw away the heels, so she took them off and placed them into her bag.
After that, she faced her reflection once more to comb her hair, before pressing on the button.
“Are you going to go up looking like this?“
