Claire Chandler brought Ivana Monroe, just arrived at Ivy Linden’s office, and saw a female employee coming out holding a pile of docunts—docunts Claire Chandler was all too familiar with.
"Eleanor Warren, where are you taking President Linden’s things? Put them back for ." Claire Chandler was furious. Eleanor Warren, that sycophant, was enough—so quick to kiss up to Chloe Lockwood.
Don’t forget, Eleanor, when your family was in trouble, who was it that generously helped you?
Truly an ungrateful creature!
Eleanor Warren felt a bit guilty, but recalling that Chloe Lockwood had fired Claire and others, her courage swelled, and she puffed out her chest saying, "Those things? Of course, President Lockwood told to take them out and burn them."
Claire Chandler’s eyes widened. Did President Lockwood an Chloe Lockwood? What right does she have to burn President Linden’s things?
Claire Chandler was enraged, she reached out to snatch the docunts from Eleanor Warren’s arms: "Sycophant! So quick to bow down to Chloe Lockwood? Eleanor, you make sick. Give back President Linden’s things. These are the result of years of her hard work. No one, absolutely no one has the right to destroy her work."
Eleanor was called a sycophant and got angry, hugging the docunts tightly, looking at Claire with disdain: "I call it knowing which way the wind blows, Claire Chandler, you idiot. You’re already about to be fired by President Lockwood, and yet you still think you’re important? I’m going to burn all of Ivy Linden’s things. She’s been abandoned by the Lockwood family. Yiren Magazine now belongs to the Lockwoods, not the Lindens. You want to lick Ivy Linden’s boots? Too bad, you’re licking the wrong one. Don’t force to have security throw you out, after all, we were colleagues."
Claire’s eyes started to redden with anger at Eleanor: "Eleanor, you’re a truly ungrateful woman. How was President Linden to you back then? Now you treat her like this? Are you even human?"
At the ntion of the past, Eleanor once more felt guilty, her sharp eyes spotted Chloe Lockwood coming out, afraid Claire would continue and Chloe would overthink, suspecting ulterior motives for her allegiance.
Eleanor harshly stepped on Claire’s foot, viciously saying: "It’s Ivy Linden herself who couldn’t hold onto Yiren Magazine, she’s the deserter. Since she abandoned already, why can’t I abandon her?"
"Let tell you, Claire Chandler. You want to be Ivy Linden’s lackey, go do it yourself, I won’t. Work is for living, whoever takes over Yiren Magazine, that’s who I’ll follow."
Claire’s foot hurt terribly from being stepped on, tears streaming down, but she glared resentfully at Eleanor.
"Ungrateful wretch."
Claire gritted her teeth.
"Such a foul mouth, Eleanor, slap her." Suddenly, Chloe Lockwood spoke.
Eleanor hesitated a mont but raised her hand without hesitation, aiming at Claire Chandler’s face.
Claire couldn’t believe it. What right does Chloe Lockwood have to tell Eleanor to slap her?
Eleanor’s slap ca down hard. Claire’s foot hurt so much it was almost impossible to dodge.
Claire’s face turned pale instantly, thinking this slap would surely land on her face, when suddenly Ivana Monroe, beside her, reached out and intercepted Eleanor.
"Just because she tells you to slap, you do it? If she tells you to eat shit, do you?"
Ivana glared sharply at Eleanor.
"You..."
Eleanor’s face flushed red, though she wasn’t hit by Ivana, it felt as if a slap had landed. Ivana’s words were too humiliating for her.
Eleanor looked at Ivana with resentnt: "Who are you? Playing hero cos with a price."
Ivana sneered, extending her hand to swiftly grab all the docunts from Eleanor, tossing aside Eleanor’s hand, turning to hand the docunts to Claire Chandler.
Eleanor didn’t anticipate Ivana would seize the docunts so quickly: "Give back the docunts."
Eleanor reached to grab, but was suddenly hit in the face by Ivana with a plastic file folder.
"Ah~"
The plastic folder’s corners were hard, scratching Eleanor’s face, causing her to cry out in pain, covering her cheek where a red mark was scratched, her eyes filled with hateful tears: "You dare hit ?"
"Yes, why wouldn’t I dare?"
Ivana looked at Eleanor as if she were an idiot.
"Too much, causing a ruckus in my company? I’ll call the police on you. If you slap yourself twice right now and kneel on the ground apologizing to my staff, I might consider not calling the police."
Chloe Lockwood said arrogantly.
"Your company? Your staff? Hah..." Ivana sneered, then said: "Go ahead, call the police! When they arrive, maybe they’ll help escort you out."
Chloe couldn’t believe what Ivana was saying. She thought Ivana was crazy, delusional. The police would help her?
How ridiculous.
"You just wait." Chloe dialed the phone, but not ergency services, rather security, since the police would only persuade Ivana, not enforce anything forcibly. Security was different, capable of embarrassing Ivana: "There are two troublemakers here, co quickly and remove them."
"Weren’t you calling the police? Why didn’t you?" Ivana mocked, looking at Chloe.
Chloe’s face turned shades of green and white: "Just wait, you’ll see what happens."
With arms crossed, Ivana said lightly: "Alright."
Claire looked at Ivana in confusion, wondering why her idol goddess wasn’t revealing now that she was in charge of managing "Yiren Magazine" to make Chloe tuck her tail and behave?
Monts later.
Claire understood.
Two security guards arrived.
Chloe pointed at Ivana and Claire: "These two are causing trouble in the company, drag them out."
Yes, she wanted the security to forcibly drag Ivana out, let this unknown vile woman endure everyone’s contemptuous gaze.
The security guards were surprised, glancing at Chloe, then at Ivana.
"What are you two doing? Didn’t you hear ? Drag them out." Chloe was infuriated that the two security guards weren’t moving. Were they not listening to her?
It was infuriating.
"Chloe Lockwood, are you crazy? Telling us to drag out President Monroe?" one of the security guards said to Chloe.
"President Monroe? You call her President Monroe? Insulting , saying I’m crazy? Did your brain get waterlogged? Dumb security, I’ll fire you right now, get lost!" Chloe was furious, imdiately firing the guard, and then ordered the other: "You... if you don’t want the sa fate, drag Ivana out right now."
The other security guard didn’t respond, looking at Chloe as if she were a madwoman.
Chloe felt like she would go insane from fury. What do these two dumb security guards an? They’re not listening to her?
Fine, she would fire both of them.
She realized, these two were dogs raised by Ivy Linden, that’s why they wouldn’t listen to her.
She must train her own dogs.
Chloe made up her mind.
"President Monroe, do you have any orders?" the other security guard asked.
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