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
"You're nothing but a leech, Frederick York! Worthless and unwanted, that's what you are! Now hurry up and sign these divorce papers so that Pris can be free of you!"A thick stack of papers was rudely thrown right in Frederick's face.He clenched his fists tightly to suppress his rage. He was not in the mood to spare any attention to the well-dressed scion before him. Ignoring Wade Zahler, Frederick set his gaze on a limited edition Ferrari pulled up a distance away."Why won't she come and talk to me herself? I will only discuss the matter of divorce with Priscilla."Upon hearing Frederick's words, Wade behaved as though he'd just heard the joke of the century. He guffawed exaggeratedly."Pris handles business dealings worth tens of millions by the minute! Do you think you're worth her time talking to you personally? Who do you think you are?"For the last three years, she has had numerous dealings with Monroe Group. She is now one of the most prominent and wealthy ladies in th
The moment he turned away, Frederick decided that he would forget about Priscilla.Seeing him leave, Priscilla felt a tugging ache in her heart. She shook her head to clear her thoughts.She was determined to be the best businesswoman in the world, and Frederick would only be a stumbling block on her way to success! If she did not cut ties with him, it would be disadvantageous to her plan!"Haha! Prissy, the scumbag's finally gone. Let's go for a nice candlelight dinner!"Seeing that they were now divorced, Wade rubbed his palms together and licked his lips gleefully. He gave Priscilla a good look, all the way from her sexy legs up to her exquisite face.Priscilla frowned slightly. "I have some matters to deal with tonight. I haven't got time to have dinner with you."Didn't you say that you were going to help me deal with the divorce procedures? Here, deliver this card to Frederick for me. There are ten million dollars in here. Also, please call me by my name properly in the fut
In the Miller mansion, Priscilla's mother, Marianne Sacher, flipped through the divorce papers with a wide smile on her face. Her smile was so wide that the edges of her eyes wrinkled up."What great news! Pris has finally got a divorce from her good-for-nothing husband! I'll look into your marriage with Pris in a few days, Wade. Does your promise of a jewelry shop as a wedding gift still stand?"Wade hurriedly patted his chest and assured Marianne, "Rest assured, Mrs. Miller. The day I marry Pris will be the day you become the owner of a jewelry shop."Marianne was delighted to hear Wade's guarantee. Her daughter, who was a divorcee, in exchange for a jewelry shop. What a bargain!All of a sudden, she caught sight of a clause on the divorce papers. Priscilla had just agreed to pay Frederick an alimony of ten million dollars. Marianne's expression darkened in disgust."That son of a bitch got an alimony of ten million dollars?"Wade touched the bank card in his pocket guiltily an