Bethan shook her head with a smile. “No, that’s all. Thank you.”
With that, she pushed open the door to her office.
Inside the office, all three of the remaining assistants were already there.
Samson was sketching as per Bethan’s orders last night. Zayne was reading up on jewelry design while Arianna was tidying up some documents.
As soon as she caught sight of Bethan, Arianna got up and handed her a folder. “Director Bethan…
“This is…mine and Zayne’s apology letter. Samson was right. Yesterday, both of us were the first people to see what Irene had written, but we didn’t tell you at all. That was wrong on our part…”
Bethan frowned, took the folder from her, and rifled through it before turning to glance at Samson.
Samson winked at her.
Bethan felt a bit speechless at that.
“Don’t worry about this. Just focus on your work.”
She put down the folder, sat down in her chair, and started working.
Little did she expect, at this moment, that Irene had gathered a few of her friends and classmates in front of Morrison Group Tower and was holding up a banner that read, (I Demand Bethan Apologize in Public].
This group, made up of more than zo people, stormed into the lobby of Morrison Group Tower in a fury. Jason pretended to stop them, then acted as if someone had shoved him onto the ground and let them into the building.
As soon as they entered, he got up and brushed himself off, then continued to stand guard at the front door, daydreaming.
Suddenly, Alice, dressed in all white, got out of a car in front of Morrison Group Tower.
Alice had come specially to watch this scene unfold.
Irene knew that chat history could not be used as evidence in court, so instead, she posted them online to spark public dispute.
At the same time, Alice had contacted her with another number and convinced her to make a scene. (If I had suffered injustice like this, my friends would definitely stick up for me! I’d show up in front of Morrison Group Tower with a banner and humiliate this woman! ]
When she thought of this, Alice glanced at the group of people who had stormed up the stairs.
Irene was indeed a very useful pawn in her game. There was always use for people who did not know how to think for themselves and blindly followed orders.
Alice sighed and gracefully strolled toward the front doors, her heels click-clacking on the pavement.
“Mrs. Morrison?”
All of a sudden, the security guard at the door raised his arm to stop her. “What a coincidence. We meet again.”
Alice frowned and lifted her head to glance at the man.
The man before her was wearing a security guard’s uniform, but she did not recognize him. However, she noticed the evil grin on his face and instinctively felt somewhat unsettled. “Who are you?”
“Who am I?”
Jason smirked and let out a cold chuckle. “Have you forgotten, Mrs. Morrison? We met six years ago.”
Alice’s entire body stiffened. Six years ago? This man…knew Bethan Peterson?
“I can’t remember.”
She gave Jason a once -over and said, “Can you give me a hint?”
“Bay Bridge. Do you remember, Mrs. Morrison?”
Jason gently whispered in her ear. “Mrs. Morrison, don’t you remember…the last person you saw before you fell off the bridge?”
There was a menacing glint in his eyes.
Alice furrowed her brows. “I’m sorry. I don’t remember. “
She circled past him and strode into the building.
Jason stood at the door, watching her leave, and could not help curling his lips into a sneer.
It turned out this woman remembered nothing at all.
Despite having left the man behind, Alice could still feel his eyes on her. She furrowed her brows and turned around to glance in the direction of the front door.
Jason was still standing there, staring at her, and he shot a sinister smirk when she noticed she was looking at him.
Alice paused. How did Bethan get to know someone lowly yet dangerous like him? It even seemed like they were rivals somehow.
Alice surreptitiously took a photo of the security guard, then got into the elevator and gazed at the picture, pondering the relationship between this man and Bethan.
Try as she might, she could not figure it out.
Eventually, she could not stand it anymore and sent the photo to Cynthal, along with a message, (Do you know this guy?]
(Didn’t I tell you not to contact me?] Cynthal replied somewhat impatiently, even before the photo was successfully sent out.
After a moment, she finally received the photo and quickly typed a response, (Where did you meet him? This man…]
Cynthal sneered on the other side of the phone and replied, (This man is probably Bethan’s greatest fear.]
“Bethan, come out! “
“Bethan, come out and apologize! ” “Come out now! Stop playing dead! “
Outside the design department was Irene, who brought a few of her friends and a few others hired bodyguards. They revealed a banner.
The group protested outside the design department as they held up banners and flags, all while murderous intent burned among them.
Irene sat in the middle of the group. The bruises on her face seemed to be even more serious than the day before.
She was sobbing with tears.
“I admit that I shouldn’t have spread unconfirmed rumors, but how ruthless of you to treat me this way, Bethan! I was about to go on a blind date today. Look at me now! Not only can I not go on the blind date, but I also lost a good job I just found yesterday.
You have to compensate for my losses, Bethan! My physical, mental, and emotional well-being! Waa…! “
The noise outside was quite loud, but Bethan was in her office with headphones. She heard nothing.
Arianna looked at Zayne, then at Samson. She did not know what to do at that moment.
In the end, Shannon was the one that pushed open Bethan’s office door and asked, “Director Bethan, do we need to get security to chase them away?”
It was only when she saw Shannon entering did Bethan’s brows furrowed. She lifted her head and took off her headphones.
“What’s going on?”
Once Bethan took off her earphones, she immediately heard the ruckus outside. Bethan cocked her head to have a listen, and she chuckled.
Did they realize that posting the screenshot on the internet was useless, so they started making a scene in front of her?
“Let them be.”
Bethan smiled and instructed, “Give each of them a bottle of water, then put a noise monitor over there. If the sound decibels exceed the noise regulations, call the cops to arrest them.”
Shannon furrowed her brows at Bethan’s words. “A– Are…you not going to handle this matter at all? This matter is spreading like a wildfire now. I think…”
“How should I handle it?”
Bethan lifted her head and looked at Shannon seriously. “Tell me, how should I prove that I’ve never slept with another man?”
Shannon was stunned. She suddenly did not know what to say.
There was really…no way of solving rumors like that.
Bethan smiled flatly. “When you’ve done bad things, would you loudly proclaim that it was you?”
Shannon was silent for a while. “I understand what you mean.”
Then, she turned and left.
Bethan put her headphones back on and continued working.
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