"Okay, thank you. Just leave it here and go back to work, I can look at it myself."
"Yes." After the secretary left, Faye Townsend began to focus on the materials.
In less than half an hour, Richard Townsend stord in, kicking the door open.
"Faye."
Faye looked at him with displeasure, "This is work ti, why are you shouting."
"I see you completely disregard as your brother, don’t you?"
Richard stepped forward, glaring and slapping the table.
"That’s right, I don’t regard you.
If you were a proper good brother, I would have supported you.
But you bring sha even to the company.
If I had known you were spending your workdays like this, I would’ve had Oliver Turner kick you out long ago.
Just because you’re fortunate enough to be the firstborn of the Townsend Family doesn’t give you the right to occupy these resources.
People like you have no right to spend even a penny of the hard-earned money of Townsend’s employees.
Let tell you, Richard, stop causing trouble here.
Either go back to your office now, and I’ll have soone assign you work,
or pack up and get out of the company imdiately.
I’m sick of even looking at you right now. It’s disgusting."
Faced with her determined attitude, Richard dared not be too aggressive.
After all, without any shares, he was reliant on her for his livelihood, so he dared not boast.
"Fine, Faye, you’re tough.
But let ask you, Xiaoya is my secretary, what right do you have to fire her?
You went and humiliated her, didn’t you?
Who do you think you are?
How much better are you than her?"
"The staff regulations in the company were set by Dad. She dresses like that for work.
She was doing makeup during work hours and completely lacked the ability to handle business.
You should know the company doesn’t keep idle people, right?
I have rightful reasons to fire her, if you disagree, go find Dad underground and argue with him."
"You..." Richard gritted his teeth in anger.
"If I don’t listen to you today, what will you do?" Richard was furious, pointing at Faye as he advanced.
Faye glanced at him and calmly called security to have him escorted out.
Richard stepped forward and hung up the phone directly, "Are you crazy?"
"You’re my brother, if you don’t listen to , I can’t kill you.
But I can exercise my CEO’s rights, have you thrown out of here, and never allow you to step foot in this building again."
Richard nodded, "Alright, Faye, you’re impressive, but you think you can kick out, don’t even think about it.
I’ll let you have your way today, I’ll go back to work. But just watch,
I don’t believe I can’t outdo you, a little girl.
And listen, my secretary was recruited by , you have no right to fire her.
In this company, you can’t touch a single one of my people."
Richard snorted coldly and turned to leave.
The door slamd shut, and Faye, feeling frustrated, threw her pen onto the table and turned her head.
What a maniac.
Around four in the afternoon, Faye left the company alone. She went back to the hotel to check on Darnley, telling him she had sothing to attend to and would be out that evening.
Darnley obediently promised to play well with Grandfather Rivers.
After leaving the hotel, she went straight to the mall, where she quickly picked out a short white lace-sleeved dress, then went to a beauty salon to do her hair and makeup. Once everything was ready, she called Oliver Turner.
Oliver was just about to set off, and they t downstairs at the company.
Seeing Faye, Oliver’s eyes lit up, and he smiled slightly, "Dressed so beautifully, how can I let you drive? Co to the passenger seat, I’ll drive."
Faye naturally got out of the car, "I’ll leave it to you then, my fiancé."
The car drove onto the main road, and Oliver turned to glance at her, "Indeed, beauty has its way.
A simple dress can make you look like a fairy."
Faye laughed, "It’s just my little trick, ordinary but not ordinary."
"Wrong, it’s because you know fashion well.
Every ti I see you, your outfit always amazes .
The world talks about being well-matched in social status, and there’s a deep aning behind it too.
The young ladies raised in noble families like you have different life habits compared to those from less affluent backgrounds.
Only a woman like you deserves to be a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family."
Faye looked at him with a smile, "Your skill in flattery is top-notch."
"That’s not flattery.
Your title as the most beautiful socialite is not for nothing.
In the past, if you hadn’t been fixated on Hunter Warren, your doorstep would’ve been worn down."
Faye laughed lightly; the most beautiful socialite.
She thought she had long since beco the first abandoned woman.
"Hold on, I’m sending a text." She said as she took out her phone from her bag and quietly edited the ssage.
The content was simple.
et tonight at seven, third floor of the Hilton Hotel, don’t be late, or you’ll regret it.
And the recipient was Hunter Warren.
She thought she was late herself, but it turned out Zenia Yates was even more fashionable.
She brought Oliver into the venue and introduced him to her classmates one by one. Zenia only arrived fashionably late by herself afterward.
Faye raised her wrist to check the ti, 6:15.
She stood in the corner with Oliver.
Watching as Danielle, accompanied by her date, walked toward Zenia.
Danielle pouted, "Zenia, why are you so late? We’ve been waiting for you so long.
You really know how to dawdle."
"I wasn’t feeling very well today."
"Alright, stop pretending. We all know you’re late because your boyfriend didn’t have ti, and you felt embarrassed.
No one will bla you; after all, your boyfriend is a busy man.
Co on, co on, hurry and join the group."
With Danielle’s call, everyone stepped up to greet Zenia.
Faye and Hunter’s wedding had never been exposed to the dia.
So no one knew about her past with Hunter Warren.
But Zenia was different; back then, she was the girlfriend standing by Hunter Warren in the spotlight.
Seeing her arrive, everyone flocked to ingratiate themselves with her.
Oliver, with his arms crossed, whispered to Faye on her side, "Your classmates are quite opportunistic."
Faye turned her head, smiling, "You were just being praised to the skies, you shouldn’t speak ill of them now."
"What’s wrong with it? I’m just speaking the truth.
You know, when you went to the restroom just now, one of your female classmates slipped a business card.
She specifically inford that she’s single.
What do you think she ant?"
Faye turned her head and chuckled, "Do you really need to ask , don’t you know?"
"I’m curious, are all your classmates like this? Always trying to steal each other’s partners."
"More wolves than at, that phrase suits you handso, wealthy guys perfectly."
Oliver raised his eyebrows slightly, "So you should cherish more.
Who knows, maybe one day, I’ll be stolen by your classmates too."
Faye turned her head, giving him a side-eye, "I’d be happier if you were stolen by Clara."
"Tsk, forget it, I won’t talk to you, you’re too boring."
Faye burst out laughing with a glass of wine in her hand.
Seeing her joy, Oliver couldn’t help but smile too.
After finishing the pleasantries with her classmates, Danielle pulled Zenia over to Faye and Oliver.
"Faye, Zenia hasn’t t your boyfriend, has she? Hurry, introduce him."
"No need, they t six years ago."
Faye said, then turned to Zenia, "Zenia, why didn’t your boyfriend co?
Are you keeping him on too tight a leash, or does he not care about your classmates at all?
Is having money really that impressive?"
Zenia bit her lip, "Faye, my boyfriend is really busy."
Faye naturally took Oliver’s arm, "My fiancé is also very busy.
Whatever your boyfriend earns in a day, my fiancé earns no less.
But as soon as he heard I was attending a reunion, he imdiately ca with .
Do you know why? Because my fiancé cares about .
Zenia, you really need to self-reflect."
Danielle thought that made a lot of sense.
She nodded and said, "Yeah, Zenia, your boyfriend is unreliable.
Is having money really that impressive?
Director Turner in Anchester is also a prominent figure.
But you see, Director Turner is so down-to-earth.
And look how well Director Turner treats Faye."
Faye lay against Oliver’s shoulder like a little bird.
Oliver embraced her naturally.
These kinds of chances were rare, only when acting.
The surrounding classmates glanced over cautiously.
Everyone knew Faye and Zenia were super close friends in school.
They even shared clothes.
If anyone bullied Zenia, Faye would be the first to stand up for her.
Throughout the four years of college, they were practically inseparable.
But now, just six or seven years after graduation, after having no contact with them, they seed so estranged.
Soone heard Faye’s family was wealthy and wondered if she distanced herself from Zenia after graduation.
But that didn’t seem like Faye’s character.
So speculated it might be because each was now involved with Anchester’s two business magnates.
These two magnates were famously at odds, so the won might have also started competing privately.
Zenia felt extrely frustrated.
Just then, a classmate asked, "Faye, you and Zenia were best friends in school.
In these years, did you both decide not to contact the rest of us?
We couldn’t find any news about you."
Faye pursed her lips, looking at the classmate whose na she’d long forgotten.
"Of course not, we didn’t agree to that.
Over the years, I haven’t contacted Zenia either.
While I don’t know why she didn’t contact you,
I went abroad for healing."
"Healing? Did sothing happen to you?"
Faye shrugged with a candid smile, "I got married right after college, but a year later, a mistress ruined my marriage, and I divorced my ex-husband.
To heal my broken heart and completely forget that relationship, I went abroad."
The crowd was in uproar, sighing in disbelief.
Such a beautiful woman being abandoned.
"Faye, your ex-husband must have been blind.
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