Sorting through these resources was actually pretty handy because Stella had experience and a reasonably strong working ability. People were unaware of her prior activities and her potential to emulate Clarence while she was with him. When all that was visible, many assumed that she was just a lady who had gotten there by crawling into his bed or in some other way. She was demoted since the president now detested her. They were happy to see the demoted newbie humiliated on her first day because the materials were handed to her with the intention of making things tough for her. When the time comes, they will accuse her in front of Mr. Conrad in the hopes of forcing her to leave the Conrad Group. Regardless of what those behind her said, Stella remained at her desk and meticulously arranged the materials as the minutes went by. When they noticed how composed she was, people became agitated. "What is she acting like? Is she able to organize everything in one hour?" "Wow, the su
Within the space The supervisor and Stella arrived after the rest of the staff. Everyone looked at Stella when she entered the room after the supervisor. After a few incidents, she was known to all of the senior executives. They would be aware of what transpired between Clarence and Stella since she joined the company if they asked questions about her. Besides, they'd spent a lot of time in the conference room with her. They weren't blind, even though the president initially bothered her. If they were at the top, how could they not be aware of people's emotional highs and lows? The last time Jeff visited to discuss cooperation, they would have been able to notice Clarence’s attitude toward her if they weren't blind. However, he both detested and cared for her. If not, how was he going to demote her in front of the entire company? The department's supervisor was a slender man in his forties with a long face, long eyes, and a pointed chin. He appeared kind, even with his spectacl
Jude smiled at Stella, a kind and supportive one. He couldn't help but discreetly give her praise in his heart. The girl didn't appear as defenseless as he had thought. "Kelvin, you said she was incompetent, but you even did not give her a chance to explain," he stated when the appropriate moment came. “What if I doubted your abilities and acted with the same recklessness as you?" Kelvin felt his body tremble. Now that Mr. Jude had said as much, what should he do? He gave Clarence a look. Clarence cast Stella a chilly glance. She was still there, methodically printing materials in a calm manner. He glanced at Jude without realizing. He became enraged upon discovering that Jude had smiled at the woman and hissed, "Play trick on the first day of demotion. You have an opportunity to clarify, yet you argued. Are printing materials instantaneous? Your mistake has caused us to lose five minutes." "Mr. Conrad, this is an accident, you..." Clarence cut him off before he could say any
As soon as they sat down, John replied, "I've heard about the meeting. Stella, you truly are wonderful." As it was her first time hearing John compliment her, Stella embarrassed herself by saying, "Not at all." "I assumed that being bullied would make you cry. However, you demonstrated incredible resilience on the first day. The manager will now be furious, as will everyone else who attempted to witness your joke." Stella added with concern, "It seems like a lot of people in the firm want to see me look foolish. Staying with me will make me drag you." John responded carelessly, "Never mind, I am a member of the financial department, and my father is the supervisor of the financial department, they dare not do anything to me." "Really?" asked Stella. "Yes, everybody's salary is handed out by my ~ ha ha. I can postpone their salary even if I won't take it nonchalantly. Are you aware that a large number of people in large cities wait for their paycheck each month and spend all
When Stella heard the term "bitch," she was not happy. "John, what are you talking about?" John realized what was going on and said, "Right, right, I can't say it in front of you." He chuckled without feeling sorry for herself, asking, "Why did you leave? Your friend paid you a visit?" "Yes." When Stella heard the word "friend," her expression improved. "She came and sent me this," she remarked, glancing down at the bag she was holding. "What is it?" John yelled as he grabbed over the bag to take a look, "LV latest model this year. Your acquaintance is so wealthy, damn it." Though Stella was unaware of the name or price, the glimmer in John’s eyes indicated that the bag was expensive. After taking a look at it, she replied, "Give it back to her sometime, if it's that expensive." "Why give it back?" "Why did she send you a valuable bag?" John asked, giving her a quick glance. “Did she act in a way that showed her sympathy for you?" Stella felt her heart begin to pound a
"Resist the disaster?" Estella’s expression darkened. "How can you think of me in this way, Stella? That is not what I meant to say. You are my daughter, as you are also aware. How can I allow you to shield Mark from calamities?" "Really?" Stella’s mouth curved into a bitter smile. Her fingers dug deep into her skin as her hands clenched together beneath the table, but the ache in her heart was far greater than the pain in her hands. "I can still clearly recall your initial remarks... You stated that you were unable to have the Radomil family's two daughters destroyed. Since she was a little child, your darling daughter Jenna has always worn the nicest clothes and chosen the greatest meals. Yes, I'm your daughter too, but I'm not the same. I must tend to her needs and yield to her demands. As a sister, I believe I can accomplish all of things. That's what I ought to do. But I returned home after getting divorced. You forced me to marry the Conrad family instead of her since you ha
Estella gave her a long, blank stare. "You seem to only be content after being angry with me.” Estella said. Stella just stood there, giving her a steady stare. "You asked for 150,000, Mom. Isn't that killing me too? Alright, that number doesn't have to be 150,000! 100,000 is acceptable. Or $50,000 is also OK Mother, you really look at me too high." "Stella, did you repay me in that way? I reared you. You don't want to give me the few tens of thousands of dollars that it is worth? Would you like to have an unfaithful daughter?” Though she remained silent, Stella’s hand continued to tense. She let the unusual sight of the street to fall heavily on her face while she chewed her bottom lip. Ignore them and forget it. She simply didn't have any money at the moment. "Say something!" "Look at what you wear, and see what you use every day," Estella said, stepping forward and yanking her garments firmly. “I won it for you, didn't I? You lack gratitude. When your life is fantastic,
Stella entered. She asked clumsily, still not quite at ease. "How is business here recently?" "It's okay, Miss Radomil, you are our boss," the clerk said with a nod. “Since the mall's manager has changed and you haven't visited, our salary is still overdue." Stella was astounded to hear it. Was the reason for the employee's unpaid wage the supervisor change? "My salary has been overdue for more than a week," the clerk said, shedding tears. “Miss Wilson, I still need to wait for my paycheck before I can cover the rent." Stella coughed lightly and said, "So how do we pay the salary? I give you money?" "No, no, you go to the top floor of the mall." the mall's top floor? Stella said with a nod, "I'll go check then." She went straight to the top floor in the elevator. It was incredibly peaceful on the top floor, almost as if you were standing outside the world, in contrast to the downstairs atmosphere. Upon entering, she noticed that many employees were occupied; they all gav