Emily flashed her a wide smile and went inside the company without sparing her another glance. Her footsteps were hurried.
She didn't bother taking the general elevator but went straight towards the president elevator.
Her head was throbbing, dealing with Pauline was exhausting and to face her colleagues would be more exhausting.
In the elevator, she sighed with relief. She leaned against the wall, her eyes closed briefly.
Meanwhile, downstairs… Emilie stepped out of the shadows she was hiding in and made her way to the fuming Pauline.
From the report she had, Pauline had never truly loved Emily but had always used her as a tool and a weapon to achieve her purpose.
It was one of such incidents that had caused this mistake. Stopping before Pauline, her face scrunched at the heavy perfume coming from her body.
Her gaze trailed over her assessing and rating, Pauline draped in fake designer clothes, heavy makeup and perfume was a clear expression of who she was…a vain woman.
