Chapter 166
“Is that all? All you got is his head.”
“Oh, come on. Doesn’t he look handsome? If I get closer, people might think I’m a peeping Tom.”
“Speaking of which, I’ve forgotten a lot of things lately. Kimberly, didn’t you ask your tall, rich, and handsome guy to treat us to a meal?”
“Kimberly, Kimberly…”
Everyone called for Kimberly in the group chat.
Aurelia heard someone mention Leslie and felt a bit nervous. However, she was relieved when she saw the photos and considered this candid shot as a stroke of luck.
She glanced at the small office and imagined Kimberly going crazy inside.
Just when everything had calmed down for more than a week, the subject of her so-called boyfriend had to be brought up again.
Where was she going to find someone now?
It was quite amusing to Aurelia.
If everyone knew that Kimberly was also lying about her personal matters, she would be the laughingstock of the entire building.
Being in a good mood, Aurelia put down her phone, checked the time, and realized it was almost time to leave work.
She packed up her things. As she stood up, she nearly collided with Millie, who was standing nearby.
“Why are you in the group chat?” Millie asked.
“Someone added me.
“Then why didn’t you stop me from saying those things? You weren’t like this before.” Millie frowned.
“Why should I? You’re in your twenties. Don’t you know what to say and what not to say? They mocked you because you were really out of line, not because of me,” Aurelia said.
“I get it. You’re still upset that I didn’t let Jackson get close to you, right? I’m telling you, you won’t-” Millie began.
“Shut up, Millie. Keep your own boyfriend in check. We’re just colleagues from now on, understand?” Aurelia dropped the words and left.
Millie bit her lip and people around her giggled.
Why did it turn out like this? Why were they laughing at her when she had Jackson?
Millie took a deep breath, slung her designer bag over her shoulder, and left.
“What a fool. She is just carrying a basic brand’s bag but acts like it’s Hermès. She’ll regret it in the future,” someone said.
“Let’s just ignore her. All she can think of is men. You can’t reason with her,” another colleague commented as they left together.
Inside the small office, Kimberly was on the phone.
“Mr. Warner, why don’t we go out for a meal? Let’s just sign the contract while we are at it…”
“Kimberly, our firm has found a better proposal. Let’s work together in the future when we have the chance. I’m going to hang up now.”
The beeping sound that signaled a disconnected call was heard.
Kimberly froze. Mr. Warner used to fawn over her, but now he had hung up on her.
Soon, she received a few messages from various clients on her laptop.
“Ms. Watson, we have no intention to sign a contract with you for the moment.”
“Ms. Watson, our supervisor has settled on a different partner. Sorry.”
They were all messages denying collaborations.
She set her phone aside in rage and cursed, “These people have no appreciation for what’s good.”
The phone hit the table and started ringing.
Kimberly glanced at it and immediately straightened her back.
“Uncle.”
“Kimberly, what’s going on in your office? Why is there an incident of plagiarism? I got you into Young Advertising through connections. What you did embarrassed me and affected my business.”
“I’m sorry, Uncle. I didn’t mean to. It’s all Aurelia’s fault…”
“Alright, alright. I don’t want to hear your excuses. You better behave now.” Her uncle was irritated and added, “By the way, why are you running your credit cards over the limit lately? Don’t waste money, or I’ll freeze your cards.”
