Nia Mitchell never expected that Hazel Quartz would actually say such a thing.
She was aware of what had happened between herself and Hendry Hampton in the past.
But when invited to the engagent ceremony, she declined, saying she didn’t have ti.
Ha!
Perhaps by that ti, she had already gotten what she wanted, and since Nia Mitchell had already resigned, naturally she had no use anymore.
She really had misjudged her.
In this world, being good to others doesn’t an they will treat you the sa way.
"Hazel, what happened between Hendry and is long in the past."
Moreover, Maxwell Peary knows about it.
He doesn’t care about these things at all.
Furthermore, she had always protected herself well, and at most, she had only held hands with Hendry — they never even kissed.
She is very grateful for this fact.
"Being in the past doesn’t erase who you once were. A woman who was rejected, what right does she have to gossip here?"
Why should all the good things go to Nia Mitchell?
Why should Nia Mitchell be so happy in this world?
Why does Nia Mitchell live better than anyone else?
Why!
Hazel Quartz simply couldn’t accept it, simply felt it was undeserved,
She was so good, why was there such a gap between her and Nia Mitchell?
"Nia Mitchell, haven’t you always wanted to know why I hate you so much?"
Hazel suddenly looked at her angrily and said this coldly.
"Why?"
She really did want to know, after all, she had a clear conscience and didn’t feel she had wronged her.
"Because I hate that pure look of yours, I hate how you pretend to be cute, I hate that your luck is always so good."
All the benefits go to her!
A person like this would be envied and saddened by everyone.
Nia Mitchell lowered her head, her face full of smiles.
So that’s it!
There was such an explanation.
She had never thought of it this way before.
Without saying more, she smiled and looked at Hazel.
"The way you look now is truly ugly."
Hazel was taken aback!
The expression on her face instantly froze, making her look really ridiculous.
Ugly!
These two words were deeply imprinted in her heart.
Beneath Hazel Quartz’s exquisite makeup was her unsightly heart.
Her eyes dodged a bit, and her face was full of distress.
"Yes, I am ugly."
Don’t let this office fool you into thinking everyone is harmonious.
In fact, it’s not like this at all.
If Hazel Quartz were not the Head Secretary, who would pay attention to her?
Everyone is like this: only with status and power will one be respected.
"Nia Mitchell, you think you’re noble and elegant? Aren’t you just soone else’s ****?"
"Slap!"
Nia Mitchell slapped her, her face full of anger.
"I told you, Hazel, no one can hurt , no one can defa ."
She was no longer the Nia Mitchell who wouldn’t speak up when bullied!
No longer.
That wasn’t kindness, it was weakness.
"You actually dared to hit !"
This damn Nia Mitchell!
Hazel went mad, instantly reaching out!
Nia Mitchell’s eyes widened, unable to react to Hazel’s actions for a mont.
Watching that slap co down, her brain couldn’t control her body.
There was no avoiding it!
She instinctively closed her eyes!
Silence!
Even the sound of breathing beca extraordinarily clear!
The pain she anticipated didn’t arrive, so she slowly opened her eyes.
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