Olivia's eyes widened as she recognized the dapper man before her was none other than the carefree Frederick who had ingeniously persuaded all the other interviewees to leave the day before."Mr. York! It's you!" she exclaimed.Frederick laughed heartily. "Indeed, it is. How could you not recognize me? Weren't you expressing your gratitude yesterday? Could it be you were merely being polite?"Olivia shook her head fervently. "No, Mr. York! Why would I lie? It's just that you look so different today!Frederick chuckled. It seemed like a new coat of paint could transform a house into a mansion. A simple change of attire and a bit of grooming had transformed him beyond recognition."Didn't Ms. Mallin comment on my casual attire yesterday? I had no choice but to dress up today."Olivia nodded in understanding, acknowledging that a high-end company demanded a more formal appearance. She glanced at her own simple floral dress, a hint of self-consciousness coloring her cheeks.As they
As soon as Olivia stepped out, she was confronted by a stern-looking woman storming toward her."You're the new hire from yesterday's interview, right?"Olivia offered a hesitant nod before Grace slapped her sharply."You foul-mouthed wench, today you'll learn some respect."Before Olivia could respond, another blow landed, even harsher than the first.Raised in a sheltered environment, Olivia was paralyzed with fear. She made no attempt to defend herself, only covering her face and sobbing. "Why are you doing this?"It was truly an unimaginable start to her first day at work.Grace smiled smugly. "I'm hitting you because I feel like it. Do I need another reason? I just have itchy hands, is that a good enough reason for you?"The commotion swiftly caught the attention of their colleagues, yet no one dared to step in. Grace's domineering reputation preceded her, being the cousin of Team Two's leader.Everyone recognized Priscilla as the capable and influential former CEO, whose
Ivy's hold on the company was precarious. If she truly pushed Grace and Priscilla too far, a mass employee walkout led by them would spell disaster for the company.The tense silence stretched, broken only by Grace's haughty lift of her chin.Grace couldn't help but bristle at the sight of Olivia's delicate features. It wasn't long ago that Grace reigned supreme as the company's second-fairest beauty, overshadowed only by her own cousin, Priscilla.She had always grappled with feelings of inadequacy compared to Priscilla's stunning looks.However, Grace's confidence was shaken upon the arrival of Timbergale Corporation. Once a clear second place in the company's internal beauty pageant, Grace now found herself demoted.The stunning director Ivy and her alluring secretary Shirley had already pushed Grace down to fourth place.Now, with the arrival of the newcomer Olivia, Grace found herself relegated to fifth.This new hierarchy, especially the men's immediate shift in attention,
A grip clamped down on Grace's wrist, halting her mid-swing.Startled, Grace fought to pull free, her gaze landing on a handsome stranger. A sliver of familiarity flickered in his features, yet she couldn't pinpoint where she'd seen him before."Who are you? Let go of me!"Frederick smiled and replied, "Forgotten me so soon? Perhaps you've conveniently erased your memories of Stanva City as well?"Fury surged through Frederick when he learned Grace had slapped Olivia twice. It wasn't just the bullying of a kind woman that enraged him, but the twisted turn of events.Grace had misinterpreted his words as Olivia's, leading to the assault. Frederick couldn't be a bystander.In a swift motion, Frederick delivered a stinging slap to Grace's face.The sharp crack echoed through the stunned office.Grace reeled, collapsing to the floor. The scene transformed the witnesses into stunned spectators, their jaws slack with disbelief. The once-domineering Grace lay sprawled on the floor,
"Ms. Mallin, if firing Frederick is even on the table, then consider my resignation as well."Frederick had become an unexpected hero in the eyes of his colleagues.Initially, Ivy intended a simple reprimand for Frederick. However, her impassioned words acted as a spark, igniting a firestorm of pent-up grievances among the employees. With the exception of the "Priscilla Gang", the entire office seemed united. If this situation wasn't handled delicately, it could very well escalate into a full-blown strike.Ivy was caught between a rock and a hard place. Grace's tantrum was a ticking time bomb. Offending Grace could trigger a mass exodus led by Priscilla, crippling the branch and shattering Anya's trust in Ivy's leadership.Dealing with Grace directly wasn't an option either; a reprimand for Grace today would ignite another firestorm amongst the employees, already riled up by Frederick's passionate defense of equality.With a resigned sigh, Ivy said, "Just this once."Retreating
Grace stumbled back to Team Two in a disarrayed state. Her face was pathetically marked with a fresh handprint, which was a stark contrast to her usual domineering demeanor.Pricilla was aware that Grace tyrannically ruled the company. Today's events were a complete reversal of roles—someone had dared to hit her back."Grace, what on earth happened?"Grace instinctively covered her stinging cheek. She was shaken as she spoke, "A ghost… A ghost hit me!"Priscilla's eyes widened in disbelief. "Grace, a ghost? What are you talking about?"Grace blurted, her voice trembling. "Frederick… I saw Frederick. He slapped me."Priscilla's expression mirrored Grace's shock. Her eyes widened, and a slight tremor ran through her body. Frederick? But that was impossible!Both she and Grace had believed him dead after the incident on the cruise ship. Only June, Priscilla's naive sister, clung to the belief that Frederick was alive.Priscilla was unwilling to shatter June's illusions and had k
Grace nodded and said angrily, "He must have discovered we were here and come specifically to torment us. He won't stop until we're utterly ruined. Just yesterday, he rejected your hard-earned designs during the interview. Who knows what he'll do if he stays here longer?Priscilla frowned and felt deeply troubled. Could Frederick be so ruthless? Even after everything, he still wanted to destroy them?"Grace, are you sure about all this?"Grace nodded, her anger unabated. "Of course, I'm sure. I was trying to get revenge for you, and that's why he hit me."Priscilla gritted her teeth and was enraged. Damned Frederick! Why wouldn't he be satisfied until they were completely ruined?She gently touched Grace's cheek, which was red from the slap. Grace had taken a blow defending her."Grace, you shouldn't have to suffer like this."Grace quickly shook her head. "Prissy, it's fine. It's not the first time he's slapped me. But you can't let him gain a foothold here. If he gets you
Meanwhile, Olivia remained unnoticed, quietly studying and observing as everyone flocked around Frederick.Some even whispered, inquiring if he was her boyfriend, which made her uneasy as she sensed their obvious interest in him.She replied in a soft voice, "We only met at the interview yesterday."Hearing Olivia's response seemed to embolden the women even more, and they surrounded Frederick with questions. At that moment, he had just finished reinstalling the operating system on a colleague's computer.One of the colleagues, Melissa Hartley was overjoyed when she logged in to find her once sluggish machine now running smoothly.She admired Frederick's competence as much as his looks. He was clearly going places, perhaps even becoming a team leader. And the way he'd stood up to Grace showed he had real boyfriend potential.A man like him wouldn't be on the market for long if she didn't act fast.Melissa's eyes sparkled as she smiled at Frederick. "Oh, Frederick, thank you so
Mary's case was the most severe, while Ivan's symptoms were the mildest, and Frederick could roughly deduce the sequence of transmissions among them. It was clear that Mary infected Nigel, who then passed it to Kimberly, then finally passed it to Ivan. Frederick also saw that Ivan was actually a decent person who unfortunately ended up being betrayed and infected. However, Nigel was primarily worried that Ivan might start trusting Frederick, as he wanted Ivan to believe in his capabilities to carry out his plan.Originally, he intended for Mary to insult Frederick for being poor and unskilled, but she ended up attacking him for having an unpleasant odor, which backfired when Frederick exposed her for contracting syphilis. Now, Nigel had no choice but to take matters into his own hands, he then said to Frederick, "Hehe, Frederick. We all know Ivy is a director, what exactly do you do to be worthy of her?"Nigel assumed that Frederick was just a low-level salesperson, something
Hearing Frederick's words, Kimberly jumped with joy and stopped crying. While wiping her tears, she pointed at Mary, laughing and said, "You're covered in syphilis, yet you're making fun of me.""Slut, I wonder how many people you've slept with!" After being pointed and insulted, Mary was furious and she was ready to fight Kimberly. "You bitch! I am going to teach you a lesson!" At this moment, Nigel felt terrible. If Mary was diseased, he'd be the first victim. He grabbed Mary and shouted, "Bitch, let me teach you a lesson first. Now I know why you always wanted the lights off! I thought you were shy, but you just didn't want me to find out."In a fit of anger, Nigel slapped Mary hard across the face. Just as Mary was about to explain, she was interrupted by another slap. Holding her face, she yelled angrily, "Nigel, how dare you hit me?! Do you want me to expose all your little schemes and tricks?"Nigel froze in horror; if Mary exposed him, it would have been disastrous.
Kimberly heard her laughter, and body odor had always been a sensitive issue for her; a wound she'd tried to cover up over the years. For Frederick to bring it up in front of everyone felt like rubbing salt into an open wound. Yet what hurt even more was Mary's laughter; as a fellow woman, it felt like salt to the wound, then roasting it. Kimberly was furious, pointed at Mary and said, "What are you laughing at? Do you want me to come over there and shut you up?"Mary felt wronged, she had only let out a reflexive laugh, but now Kimberly's anger was directed at her. "Did I laugh at you? What proof do you have that I laughed at you?""You're the one with body odor, yet you're taking it out on others. You're such an unreasonable woman!"Kimberly grew even angrier after hearing Mary's retort. "You're the one with body odor, your whole family has it!" "Look at what you're wearing, it's like you just threw on two pillowcases. You're a shameless woman, just trying to show off t
When everyone heard Ivy's words, they laughed even more. Her words effectively confirmed that Frederick did indeed have an unpleasant odor. It wasn't entirely her fault as Kimberly's words had been a bit of a trap. "Haha, if you smell, just take a shower and don't embarrass yourself here.""With all that cheap stuff on, no wonder he has a smell."Hearing this, Frederick simply gave a slight smile and then asked Mary and Kimberly, "Are two really that fragrant?"Mary and Kimberly lifted their heads proudly after hearing Frederick's words. "Why don't you ask everyone here, ask them if we smell good or not?""Exactly, go ahead and ask."Both of them considered themselves beautiful, and of course, they would smell pleasant. The men around them quickly chimed in, especially those eager to admire Mary, who was dressed in a way that gave them a bit of eye candy. "Of course, they smell good. How could these two beautiful ladies not smell good?""Hehe, Frederick with his cheap, th
In a hidden corner, Nigel said to Mary, "Damn it, that bumpkin Frederick keeps stealing my spotlight. I am worried that our plan won't go well later.""You should help me humiliate him properly, and Ivan's girlfriend will back you up."Mary pursed her lips and said to Nigel, "Every time something comes up, you just ask me to handle it. My bag hasn't been bought yet, and you've lost 300 thousand dollars"Although Nigel was annoyed by Mary hitting a sore spot, he kept his tone calm and replied, "Help me humiliate Frederick and talk him down in front of Ivan. After that, leave the rest to me. Once it's done, I'll get you more than one bag, I could get you ten bags and it wouldn't be a problem. I don't care about that small amount of money. You saw that Porsche just now, right? I wouldn't mind burning it if I had to." Hearing this, Mary was delighted and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, babe." She hadn't realized that Nigel was so wealthy and even had a Porsche. Up until th
Knowing Martin as someone who knew a lot about wood, everyone immediately looked as though they were ready for a good show. They were convinced that the Saint George statue couldn’t possibly be made of anything valuable.Martin let out a strange exclamation. "What the hell!"Kimberly, thinking that Martin was angry, quickly said, "Mr. Lawson, tell us what’s so disastrous about this wood. Are you saying it’s just a piece of junk?"Contrary to expectations, Martin replied angrily, "I’m saying that whoever preserved this Saint George statue was a jerk. This is genuine sandalwood, and yet it’s completely neglected, covered in dust."Most of the group had no idea what sandalwood was worth, but judging by the name alone, it sounded impressive.Kimberly asked curiously, "Mr. Lawson, are you saying this is really antique wood?"Martin examined the statue carefully, scrutinizing every detail. "Judging by the texture, this carving must have been made at least 150 years ago."Everyone was
"The Saint George statue was indeed a fitting choice for a karaoke." Nigel chuckled, turning to Ivy.“Why didn’t you just go on Amazon and buy a new one for a few dozen bucks? This one is obviously second-hand. Or was it picked up from some junk stall?”Frederick heard Nigel’s mockery and nodded in agreement, a faint smile on his lips. “You’re not wrong. This statue actually was picked up from a street stall.”“At the Treasure Hall in the antique trade market, no less. And yes, it’s an antique.”The truth was, the statue was from the Victorian era. Even the owner of Treasure Hall, Dominic, had recognized its age but dismissed it as worthless, tossing it onto a stall outside.Frederick had picked it up casually, thinking it would come in handy one day, and now it was the perfect gift for Ivan.Hearing this, Nigel burst out laughing, clutching his stomach. “An antique? Treasure Hall? You’re really trying to fool us.”Kimberly chimed in, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she glance
The group’s attention was fully captured by Frederick’s words, their eyes all on him. Nigel, knowing that Kimberly had informed Ivy at the last minute and that she likely didn’t have a gift, sneered at Frederick."Well, if you’ve got a gift, go ahead and show it.""Considering Ivy and Kimberly’s relationship, the gift should be pretty decent, right?"Everyone was now staring at Frederick with anticipation, curious to see what kind of gift he could produce.Ivy, on the other hand, was completely flustered. She hadn’t handed any gift to Frederick, though she understood he was trying to help her out of a tough spot. But wasn’t this making things even more awkward?Nigel continued to press him, "Where’s the gift? Come on, take it out already.""After all this time, you still can’t take it out. Don’t tell me you don’t even have one."Frederick glanced at Nigel with a calm smile. "Oh? Are you planning to bet 300 grand with me again?"Nigel froze. There was no way he had another 300 t
Ivan was deeply moved, feeling as though all the unpleasantness from their school days had been swept away. A sense of childhood nostalgia, unique to old classmates, welled up within him.The crowd continued to shower Nigel with praise, giving him thumbs up one after another."A gift worth 10 grand is no small amount. Nigel is truly generous.""That’s right. These days, even classmates hesitate to prepare gifts, but Nigel has shown such generosity.."Most of the attendees had come because of their connection with Kimberly. Each had prepared gifts with costs ranging from a few hundred dollars. Compared to Nigel’s grandiose gift worth 10 thousand, their contributions paled in comparison.Hearing the compliments, Nigel waved his hand dismissively, feigning modesty. "It’s nothing, really. After all, Ivan and I are good friends from way back."Then, Nigel’s expression shifted slightly as he added, "Speaking of good friends, I’m sure it’s not just me and Ivan here who share a special b