Chapter 1817
When Love Comes Late
She placed a stack of printed photographs on the table before Rylie, showcasing her lavish escapades in high-end boutiques and opulent hotels over the last few days.
Rylieâs face turned a deep shade of red.
Yet, she continued to defend herself, âSo what? I was merely taking some time to unwind.
This is my personal life.
Iâve committed no faults at work.
Why should the company dismiss me over such matters?â
Stellaâs scoff was sharp.
âBecause you took leave without any justification and were unreachable at a crucial time, risking the companyâs reputation.
Isnât that a mistake?â
Finding herself at a loss for words, Rylie averted her gaze from Stellaâs piercing look.
Desperate to salvage her position, she pleaded, âI acknowledge my mistake, but please, can you give me another chance?â
As Rylieâs defenses weakened, Stella seized the moment.
âExplain why you abruptly took leave, and I might consider mitigating your penalty.
â
Prosperity Group ranked among Seamarshâs elite companies, and Rylie had worked tirelessly to secure her position there.
The prospect of being terminated in such a humiliating manner threatened to tarnish her future career irreparably.
Torn between her options, Rylie blurted out in distress, âSomeone asked me toâ¦â
Yet, her confession trailed off into silence.
Revealing Elizabethâs involvement meant returning all the money she had received and spent.
With none left, Rylie faced a daunting dilemma.
Noticing Rylieâs hesitation, Stella probed, âWho instructed you to do this?â
In a panic, Rylie quickly retorted, âNo, itâs my fault.
Iâve been overwhelmed lately and needed a break.
I never imagined this would happen while I was off.
Iâm terribly sorry.
Please, give me another chance, or let me apologize to the customer.
â
At that moment, a colleague who had always harbored disdain for her scoffed, âRylie used to work overtime rather than take sick leave, always pinching pennies, never even splurging on a drink for herself.
And now sheâs suddenly asking for a leave and shopping in luxury boutiques?â
âThe kind of place where you donât walk out without dropping tens of thousands.
It doesnât add up that sheâd spend like that,â another colleague added.
As the murmurs grew, Rylieâs cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
She regained her composure and began to explain, âI⦠Iâve been putting in so much effort all this time.
Is it so wrong for me to want a little reward now and then?â
Her voice, however, carried less conviction than before.
Stella had no patience for her excuses.
With an icy tone, she declared, âIf youâre not going to be honest with me, then we have nothing more to discuss.
Go and complete the formalities.
â
With that, Stella turned to leave.
Rylie, realizing Stella was dismissing her explanations, started to panic.
âWait, Iâll tell you the truth!â
Stella paused and turned to face her with a stern look.