An ungrateful person like Judy should just experience more of society's harsh realities!"What's wrong again?" Wendy strolled out of her room. She had a white mud mask applied on her face while wearing a white cotton nightgown. She scared the living death out of Larissa."Don't you have other nightgowns to wear? And your face—" Larissa leaned against the armrest of the couch as she put a hand against her pounding heart. She did not want to look at Wendy any more than she should."This nightgown is comfortable and cool." Wendy sat next to Larissa as she complained while painting her nails. "The thermostat here is too warm! It's still fucking hot even if I wasn't wearing anything while lying down.""Your body is still weak, so you must take care not to catch a cold." Larissa told Wendy off."I know my body." Wendy was not worried. "Hey—" She turned to look at Larissa as she asked randomly, "What are your … thoughts on the future?""What future? What thoughts?" Larissa did not get i

"What else can you do other than pour coffee for Mr. Logan Senior?" Larissa asked her.Marilyn's work was related to Gary only—she was in charge of some of his personal matters during working hours and arranging his schedule for the day.Before Blue Star Shipping had all these issues, Gary's routine was regular. He would get off work on time every day. The company's partners knew about this, so they would not make any calls after working hours.Therefore, to Larissa, Marilyn had no reason to work overtime."Hey!" Marilyn glared as she grumbled. "I can do more than that, you know! Don't look down on me! I can totally just—" She grinned slyly. "Pour more coffee for Mr. Logan Senior."…They worked overtime until 9:00 pm. Larissa concentrated on her own work and did not pay attention to what Marilyn was doing. She vaguely remembered Marilyn getting up a few times to bring coffee to Gary's office.Finally, Gary was off work. He stopped in front of Marilyn and said to her, "You don

"Alright." Lewis picked up the spoon and ate some lasagna. "Wendy's cooking is not bad." He praised her sincerely. "Everything is well cooked but not mushy. It's better than the one you made last time."Last time during the steak dinner, Larissa had made some lasagna too. But she did not do it well and the dish turned mushy. A light poke with a fork destroyed it very easily.Lewis took another mouthful of lasagna before he remembered. "Help me thank her."Larissa was not happy due to Lewis' praise of her friend and criticism of her. She refused angrily. "Go tell her yourself! I'm not a fucking messenger you can just order around!"…Wendy woke late, so the caretaker came late every day too. Larissa could not wait for the caretaker to come and make breakfast, and The house had no food, so she could only go out and eat with Lewis.She went to the McRonald's nearby the company and ordered two takeaway set meals. After she went upstairs, she sent one to Lewis' office. When she came o

Lewis was curious about how Judy planned to make up her story."Yes." Judy stared straight at him. She did not avoid his gaze. "Larissa is a spy planted by your side by Moorewell. Her purpose is to steal Blue Star's highly classified information. She came to me less than two days later, using my dark past from my youth to threaten me to work with her."Lewis frowned deeply at that. "But if I recall correctly, you were not friendly with Larissa before …""That's an act!" Judy hurriedly explained. "This way, when something happened to either me or her, no one would suspect the other!""Well, that makes sense then." Lewis pretended to be convinced."But we never expected that I would get fired so soon." Whenever Judy thought of this, she was enraged. "I don't even know who took a video of me and uploaded that video to the Internet!""Isn't this something planned by you guys?" Lewis asked.Judy's eye twitched as she had a moment of panic. "N- no!" She furiously denied it. "How could

"What?" Marilyn covered her mouth in shock before asking, "Why? Did you make a mistake at work?""I don't fucking know." Larissa laughed coldly. "Mr. Logan Junior only said that I had to go. He didn't give me any damned reason.""No way. You and Mr. Logan Junior are so close in private. How could he just make you leave without reason?" Marilyn tugged on Larissa's hand. "Why don't you go and talk to Mr. Logan Junior properly and ask why he fired you, then ask him to give you another chance?""No need!" Larissa's attitude was firm. "I'm fired, and that's that! I don't fucking care for this shitty company anyway!" She jerked free of Marilyn's grasp and went back to her workplace to start packing.Marilyn followed and asked, "Do you want to leave now? You don't have any handover procedures?""Mr. Logan Junior wants me gone from the company by today." Larissa put all the little trinkets she had in her drawer into her backpack. As for the big stuff on the table, Larissa put the valuable