Bethan walked toward her, gaze never wavering from Celeste, as she gracefully took out a recording device from her pocket and pressed the record button.
“Please go on, Mrs. Allen.”
Bethan leaned against the sink and pointed the recording device toward Celeste. “Continue.”
Celeste’s hand that held her phone stiffened. She narrowed her eyes. “Everything I said is true.”
“We’ll find out if it’s true or not in court.”
Bethan smirked and added, “If you know it’s true, why aren’t you continuing?”
“You want to sue me? “
Celeste hung up the phone and glared at Bethan. “Aren’t you afraid that the public will find out how dirty and promiscuous you are? “
“How dirty and promiscuous I am?” she sneered. “
Where’s your proof, Mrs. Allen? Are you spreading rumors behind my back based only on what you heard? If I hadn’t known you were Theo’s mother , I would’ve thought you were some crazy old hag!
“I’m really curious as to how a witch like you managed to raise Theo into such a fine young man. Did he spend most of his childhood away from you? How fortunate if that’s the case.”
Even though Bethan did not use a single curse word, Celeste was still outraged by what she said. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, and she glared at Bethan crossly. “You have no right to insult me like that ! You’re so desperate that you’re even willing to sleep with a bodyguard ! How dare you talk to me like that?”
Bethan chuckled. “Where’s your proof, Mrs. Allen? You’re just making empty accusations without any evidence…like a crazy old hag! Am I wrong?”
Celeste’s expression darkened. She tucked her phone away and lunged in Bethan’s direction, raising her hand in the air. “I wanted to slap you this morning! If it weren’t for Mr. Morrison, I would’ve gotten my way! “
Just as Celeste drew her hand back, Bethan immediately grabbed onto her wrist.
Celeste tried furiously to bring her hand down toward Bethan’s face, but try as she might, she could not overpower Bethan at all.
“Do you truly think you cou1d’ve gotten your way this morning if it weren’t for Brettley, Mrs. Allen?”
Bethan smirked and flung Celeste’s hand away.
Celeste lost her balance and crashed against the edge of the sink. Her arm bumped against the faucet, causing water to gush out and splatter onto her face. Her makeup immediately started to run.
She looked absolutely flustered. “Mrs. Allen.”
Bethan let out an exhale and pressed the off switch on her recording device. “I ‘ve recorded our entire conversation just now.”
“Since you’re Theo’s mother, I won’t expose the recording out of respect. However, if I ever catch you baselessly spreading fake rumors behind my back one more time, not only will I sue you for defamation, but I’ll publish this recording and expose your true colors for the world to see.
“I want everyone to find out what a horrible person Theo’s mother and Mrs. Allen of Allen Group is.”
With that, Bethan turned around and walked out of the bathroom.
Celeste glowered at her with hatred seething in her eyes.
She was the mother of a world-famous artist and the Allen Group’s CEO’s wife. How could she let anyone treat her like that?
How could she let a b*tch like Bethan threaten her? Celeste bit her lip and recalled what Alice had said to her earlier.
“This woman hurt herself with a cutting knife. It was just a small injury, but she kept pretending and coerced my husband into thinking it was a big deal. My husband values her as an employee very much, so he took her to the hospital multiple times and even spent the entire night by her bedside… Little did we know, this was just another one of her manipulation tactics…”
Celeste narrowed her eyes and fixated her gaze on Bethan’s right shoulder.
Although Bethan wore a jacket, Celeste could still make out a bulge on her right shoulder that looked suspiciously like a thick layer of bandage.
She narrowed her eyes and lunged towards the hallway and in Bethan’s direction–
“Hey lady, what are you doing?”
Before Celeste could grab onto Bethan’s shoulder, however, someone’s hand reached out and stopped her.
The hand belonged to Samson, one of the new assistants that Bethan had hired this day.
He sneered and flung Celeste away. “Director Bethan’s shoulder is injured. You better not touch her.
Otherwise, Morrison Group will make you pay for it. “
Bethan did not even realize what Celeste attempted until Samson stopped her. She turned around and smirked at Celeste. “Mrs. Allen, was I being too kind to you?”
Celeste glared at Bethan, then at the man standing before her, who did not look a day over 18. She sneered and remarked, “I didn’t know Bethan even targeted teenagers.”
With that, she turned around and walked away.
Bethan frowned, watching Celeste’s retreating figure. Then, after a moment, she turned around and glanced at Samson. “What are you doing here?”
“Director Bethan, you disappeared from our booth for such a long time that we got worried, so Irene and I decided to check on you.”
Bethan paused, then realized that there was another person standing behind Samson. It was another one of the assistants that she had hired–a girl named Irene Cook.
Samson was a tall boy, so he towered over Irene and blocked her from Bethan’s view. Plus, she had not spoken a word since Bethan came out of the bathroom, so naturally, Bethan did not even notice her there.
Hearing her name, Irene, with her phone at hand, greeted Bethan timidly, “Hi, Director Bethan…”
“Hello.”
Bethan sighed, turned around, and walked back toward their booth. “Come on, let’s go back now.”
“Okay,”
Samson chirruped in reply, then glanced at Irene and whispered in a low voice, “No matter what you heard, don’t leak it out to the public, do you understand?”
Irene nodded meekly and followed him.
Meanwhile, Morrison Group’s company group chat was bubbling with messages.
(Is that true? Did Director Bethan really sleep with the bodyguards?]
(She even slept with President Morrison’s assistant, Lucas?]
(I thought the rumors about her and President Morrison were fake! ]
(@newbie Irene, are you sure all of this is true?]
Irene held onto her phone tightly and typed a response, (It’s all true. Director Bethan’s boyfriend’s mother said it herself. I even have a recording and photos.)
When Bethan returned to the booth, Arianna and another of Bethan’s male assistants, Zayne Campbell, were staring at their phones somewhat excitedly.
As soon as he saw Bethan entering, Zayne immediately tucked his phone away and regained his composure. Meanwhile, Arianna stared at Bethan as if she wanted t o say something but ultimately decided against it.
Bethan was still thinking about what had happened with Celeste moments ago, so she did not notice her assistants’ strange behavior. She entered the booth and sat down in her seat.
All of a sudden, she received a text message from Shannon.
(One of the three assistants you hired today has been spreading rumors about you.]
Bethan frowned at the text, but just as she was about to ask Shannon more, she received another message from her. It was a forwarded conversation from a different group chat.
Bethan gripped her phone tightly and read all of the messages. It made her so exasperated that she suddenly felt like laughing.
Bethan raised her head to look at the four people before her. They were engaged in a conversation about their previous work and education experiences.
Bethan let out an exhale and tried to suppress her emotions. Then, she proceeded to join in their conversation as if nothing was wrong.
Suddenly, Irene mentioned that she wanted to grow closer to the rest of the employees at Morrison Group and suggested the rest join the company’s group chat. When Bethan heard this, she smirked and turned around to glance at Samson. “Do you agree with her?”
Samson felt a little puzzled as to why Bethan asked him that, though he nonetheless replied with a frown, “Yes, and no. I’m an introvert, so I don’t really enjoy socializing with people. No matter where I go, I never join any company group chats.”
Bethan curled her lips into a smirk and glanced at Arianna and Zayne. “What about you two?”
Arianna realized what Bethan was getting at, so she stammered, “I… I only join group chats like this if someone invites me.”
Zayne furrowed his brows and answered impassively, “I like to join, but I don’t talk much.
I’m mostly just there to get to know the employees.”
“It looks like the three of you are entirely different from Irene. “
Bethan crossed her arms in front of her chest and tossed her phone onto the table. “Irene, please hand out all of the recordings and photos you have.”
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