Chapter 428

Chapter 428:

“What do you want?” Tatiana asked, her voice barely concealing her frustration.

Elaine’s eyes were hard, her words cold and unwavering. “You will never win him back.”

Tatiana’s anger flared. In a fit of rage, she threw the shopping bags she had been holding onto the floor. “If that’s what you think, why did you have me buy these things for you? Do you have no shame at all?” Her voice shook with fury. “This is too much, even for you!”

Elaine, who rarely raised her voice, snapped, “How dare you talk to me like that? You left my son! And now you are trying to win me over? You’re nothing but a pathetic fool!” Her words were venomous, cutting deeper than Tatiana had anticipated.

Elaine stepped closer, her eyes burning with disdain. “If you keep forcing yourself into my family’s life, I swear I will never show you mercy.” With that, Elaine turned and walked away, leaving Tatiana standing in shock, the chill of rejection settling over her like ice.

Days passed, and soon the day of the skincare product launch arrived. Many beauty brands released their fall collections during this period. Among them, Natural Beauty, in partnership with the Riggs Group, and Migge Skincare, also cooperating with the Riggs Group, were the most talked about, as both were set to unveil their new lines on the same day. In the days leading up to the launch, Migge Skincare had dominated the advertising scene.

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Jada, determined to win the competition, had strategically given her new products to influential friends, many of whom came from wealthy families with significant followings. Their posts about the products quickly gained traction, boosting Migge Skincare’s visibility further.

On top of that, Jada had poured a substantial budget into the marketing campaign. Her investment paid off, drawing enormous attention to Migge Skincare. By the time the launch day arrived, the curiosity surrounding their products had reached a fever pitch.

As expected, Migge Skincare’s new products flew off the shelves, selling out almost immediately. In stark contrast, Susan and Natural Beauty took a more understated approach. They opted for publicity, keeping their campaign low-key. While their products were also selling steadily, their sales numbers were dwarfed by the explosive success of Migge Skincare.

Within the office, Jada’s status skyrocketed. Everyone used to whisper behind her back that she was a bit manipulative, but lately, no one seemed to care. After all, what did it matter if she was a little scheming? She was undeniably capable. And more importantly, she was Esteban’s favored daughter, the one most likely to inherit the Riggs Group. Siding with her now seemed like the best bet.

“Jada, your new products have flown off the shelves!”

“Jada, you’re brilliant!”

“Well, what do you expect? She studied abroad. It’s no surprise she’s so extraordinary. Here, Jada, I bought you your favorite coffee!”

Many colleagues showered Jada with gifts, compliments, and admiration. With her impeccable manners, Jada accepted each gesture with a gracious smile. Her polished charm and poised demeanor made it easy for people to forget—or perhaps ignore—her ambition that had, in the past, left them uneasy.

“Jada’s a sweetheart! I don’t think she’s arrogant at all. Whatever happened before, I’m sure it was just a misunderstanding.”

“Did you hear that Susan used to bully Jada? No wonder there is tension between them.”

“I guess that explains why Jada treated her like that!”

The office atmosphere shifted. Jada, with her newfound support, was the golden child, while Susan was slowly being edged out—an outsider in her own father’s company. Conversations grew colder around Susan, her presence barely acknowledged, as if she were a shadow that no one cared to notice.

But Susan? She couldn’t have cared less.

“Susan, would you like some?” Jada’s voice was sugar-coated as she placed a pile of snacks she had received onto Susan’s desk. “I’ve gotten so much, I can’t possibly eat it all. Please, help yourself! And don’t feel too down about your little setback. You know what they say—failure is the stepping stone to success.”

Susan’s eyes flickered up, locking onto Jada, and she let out a cold, sarcastic smirk. “Failure? What makes you think I failed?”

Jada’s smile never faltered, though the sharpness in her gaze hinted at something more. “Well, your sales barely scratched the surface—what, a few tens of thousands? Meanwhile, Migge Skincare pulled off two hundred thousand on launch day alone. We’ve sold out and are scrambling to replenish stock.”

With a delicate smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, Jada added, “I understand that Migge Skincare didn’t perform well before, but thanks to me, they’ve been revived.”

A colleague sitting nearby, eager to join the conversation, chimed in. “Oh, absolutely, Jada! Everyone’s talking about how amazing our company looks now, all thanks to you. Honestly, I didn’t get why you chose to work with Migge Skincare at first, but I see—you love a challenge! The way people are praising us now, it’s only a matter of time before you’re promoted.”

Jada responded with practiced modesty, tilting her head. “Oh, the promotion doesn’t matter. My only concern is bringing success to the company.”

Susan watched Jada’s gentle facade with disdain, her every word dripping with hypocrisy. She didn’t want to engage, but Jada, ever the performer, wasn’t finished. “I’ll leave these snacks here for you, Susan,” Jada said sweetly. “Don’t stress too much about the sales. Even though your numbers are… well, a little low, Dad won’t be too upset with you.”

The implication hung in the air, a reminder of failure, someone who couldn’t measure up.

Susan’s eyes narrowed, her tone sharp as a blade. “You’re proud of those sales? They’re built on nothing but hype. Have you even covered the costs of all that over-the-top publicity?”

Jada didn’t miss a beat, her smile unwavering. “Oh, it wasn’t costly at all. My friends did most of the advertising. You could’ve done the same… unless, of course, Madisyn’s grip is giving you the cold shoulder?”

That landed like a punch to the gut. Susan clenched her fists, her flushing with anger. She bit back a retort. Jada’s sharp eyes caught the reaction, confirming her suspicion that Susan had fallen out with Madisyn.

Satisfied, Jada smiled and walked away, victory in her step.

With an air of confidence, she collected a selection of skincare products given by Josie. She admired them for a moment before heading off toward the Klein Group. As she approached Andrew’s office door, about to knock, she froze. From inside, she heard a voice—soft, too gentle to be Andrew’s usual commanding tone.

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