Helena asked, unwilling to give up. "Then why was the woman allowed in? Is she an ordinary mber here?"
"She is not an ordinary mber," the waiter replied, looking at her with disdain. "She is our highest diamond mber."
Helena was devastated. The next mont, she clenched her teeth angrily. Heather must have asked Alexander to get the mber for her! It was clear that the woman was with Alexander for his money!
"I'm her friend. Go in and tell her I've co for her!" Helena said indignantly. She had to teach Heather a lesson today!
The waiter gave her a suspicious look, but eventually, he went in and told Heather.
Heather was amazed. She had heard that a fashion guru would be here today, so she had co here to et him. Of course, she had seen him, and they had had a happy conversation. It was just that the guru was busy, so he left after they made an appointnt to et again.
Heather hadn't expected that Helena would co here for her.
Heather thought for a while before asking the waiter to bring Helena in.
Helena ca up to Heather with an angry look on her face.
"Helena Harrison, why did you want to see ?" Heather asked in puzzlent.
"Heather Denmark, do you know that an ordinary mber here costs a million dollars?" Helena gritted her teeth.
"Yes, what do you want to say?" Heather was even more surprised.
"So you asked the President to get a diamond mbership for you?" Helena was more annoyed and said, "You're with him for his money, aren't you?"
Heather was extrely speechless. It was a re diamond mbership. Did she need Alexander to help her get it? It was the boss of the club who took the initiative to send the diamond card to her, okay?
"Wait a minute," said Heather, looking at her in a very strange way. "Even if Alexander really did get the diamond mbership for , that's our business. Is there anything to do with you? Why are you so worried? Did I spend your money?"
"I, I..." Helena paled and stuttered. Indeed, Heather wanted to spend while Alexander was willing to pay. What did it have to do with her?
"I see," said Heather, looking at her with a half-smile. "Are you thinking Alexander will definitely be with you in the future, and his money will be yours? Now that I've spent his money, that ans I've spent yours. Right?" Helena looked very embarrassed and couldn't speak.
Heather was very speechless in surprise.
Was that really what Helena was thinking?
"Hold on!" Heather looked at Helena with a puzzled face. "You're supposed to be at work now, aren't you?"
A touch of embarrassnt flashed across Helena's face, but her heart was soon filled with surprise. Heather actually didn't know she had been fired?
Heather didn't know that indeed.
Alexander had planned to surprise her in the evening.
However, even if Heather didn't know the truth, she had almost figured it out soon.
"You got fired?" Heather smiled as she wasn't surprised at all. "So you couldn't convince Alexander. He didn't believe you."
"It's none of your business!" Helena looked even paler and snapped as she was furious from sha, "Do you think you can have the last laugh even if I can't get the chance to be with him? I'm telling you, Master Alexander is definitely going to be with a girl from a noble family who shares the sa social status with him! Who do you think you are? You are just a woman who is being kept by n! You aren't eligible to accuse . Without n, you are nothing!"
Heather was extrely speechless. She and Helena couldn't even talk. She wouldn't have let Helena in if she hadn't thought Helena ca to talk with her about work.
"Are you, Miss Heather Denmark?" Suddenly, a surprised voice ca. An elegant middle-aged woman ca up to Heather with a smile on her face.
"Are you Mrs. Taylor?" Helena yelled in shock.
When she had co out for business together with one of the Vice Presidents in the company before, she had seen this woman once. She had known very well that the woman who was very proud was very difficult to get along well with. She didn't give the Vice President a face at that ti. In the end, it was Alexander who had convinced her.
Why would she say hello to Heather now? Why was she so modest? Even if she was giving Alexander's face, her behavior was a slight exaggeration.
Mrs. Taylor only gave Helena a look and then turned to Heather as if she had not seen Helena. "Miss Denmark, how nice to see you here again! Here's my business card. We t at the Anderson family's dinner three months ago."
Heather smiled and nodded. She had an impression of Mrs. Taylor.
Noticing Heather seed to be a little uninterested, Mrs. Taylor was sensible and said, "Miss Denmark, let's get together next ti. Don't take what so people say to heart. Even if you leave n, you are still the Denmark family's Lady Heather Denmark. Not any other woman can match you!"
Helena's expression changed dramatically. She could hear that Mrs. Taylor was targeting her! To her much surprise, Heather was actually the Denmark family's Lady Heather Denmark? Although she really wanted to ask which Denmark's family Mrs. Taylor was talking about, she knew the answer because Mrs. Taylor had been modest in front of Heather.
What she had just said to Heather was like a joke. She hit herself in the face again and again! Helena felt like a clown who had acted in front of Heather, feeling righteous!
Besides, this wasn't the first ti that she had done that! She had shown off her 500,000-dollar car in front of Heather and said Heather was poor, and now she had accused her of wasting Alexander's money... At the thought of it, Helena wished she could disappear and hide herself in a hole!
She looked at Heather, paling. "I... You..."
She wanted to say sothing, but she didn't know what to say. Finally, with a cold snort of exasperation, she fled in dejection with an embarrassed face.
Heather was very amused. It was likely that this woman wouldn't appear in front of her or annoy her anymore.
"Was... Helena Harrison really fired?" Heather thought in surprise. Shouldn't Alexander be on a business trip right now? Could it be possible that he was back already? But why didn't he tell her?
Heather was about to make a trip to H & C Inc. when her phone suddenly rang. It was her roommate, Leila. Heather answered the phone.
"Heather, can you lend so money now?" Leila said hesitantly.
"Yes, how much?" Heather replied casually.
Leila gave a number with sowhat trepidation. "... A hundred thousand dollars."
"A hundred thousand?" Heather asked.
She was so surprised that she thought she had heard sothing wrong.
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