Hailey Faulkner's pupils contracted when she heard that. She turned to look at the woman in the pale-yellow dress. "The Linda you mentioned—is she the Linda from E&A?"
"Who else could it be?" the woman in the pale-yellow dress said with disdain. "If she wasn't a designer at E&A, I wouldn't even give her the time of day, you know?"
"Heh." Hailey Faulkner couldn't help but laugh.
Of course, she knew that Phoebe Faulkner was interning at E&A; she'd been jealous about it for a long time. She also knew about that woman, Linda—a notorious social climber. 'Looks like I won't even have to lift a finger this time,' she thought. 'My little cousin is finished.'
'Phoebe Faulkner… to think you'd end up like this.'
'In the hands of Zeke Chambers and his friends, your life is over. Hahaha.'
"Hey, Hailey, what's so funny?" the woman in the pale-yellow dress asked again.
