Chapter 166
Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth
Chapter 166
âIs that all? All you got is his head.â
âOh, come on. Doesnât he look handsome? If I get closer, people might think Iâm a peeping Tom.â
âSpeaking of which, Iâve forgotten a lot of things lately. Kimberly, didnât you ask your tall, rich, and handsome guy to treat us to a meal?â
âKimberly, Kimberlyâ¦â
Everyone called for Kimberly in the group chat.
Aurelia heard someone mention Leslie and felt a bit nervous. However, she was relieved when she saw the photos and considered this candid shot as a stroke of luck.
She glanced at the small office and imagined Kimberly going crazy inside.
Just when everything had calmed down for more than a week, the subject of her so-called boyfriend had to be brought up again.
Where was she going to find someone now?
It was quite amusing to Aurelia.
If everyone knew that Kimberly was also lying about her personal matters, she would be the laughingstock of the entire building.
Being in a good mood, Aurelia put down her phone, checked the time, and realized it was almost time to leave work.
She packed up her things. As she stood up, she nearly collided with Millie, who was standing nearby.
âWhy are you in the group chat?â Millie asked.
âSomeone added me.
âThen why didnât you stop me from saying those things? You werenât like this before.â Millie frowned.
âWhy should I? Youâre in your twenties. Donât you know what to say and what not to say? They mocked you because you were really out of line, not because of me,â Aurelia said.
âI get it. Youâre still upset that I didnât let Jackson get close to you, right? Iâm telling you, you wonât-â Millie began.
âShut up, Millie. Keep your own boyfriend in check. Weâre just colleagues from now on, understand?â Aurelia dropped the words and left.
Millie bit her lip and people around her giggled.
Why did it turn out like this? Why were they laughing at her when she had Jackson?
Millie took a deep breath, slung her designer bag over her shoulder, and left.
âWhat a fool. She is just carrying a basic brandâs bag but acts like itâs Hermès. Sheâll regret it in the future,â someone said.
âLetâs just ignore her. All she can think of is men. You canât reason with her,â another colleague commented as they left together.
Inside the small office, Kimberly was on the phone.
âMr. Warner, why donât we go out for a meal? Letâs just sign the contract while we are at itâ¦â
âKimberly, our firm has found a better proposal. Letâs work together in the future when we have the chance. Iâm going to hang up now.â
The beeping sound that signaled a disconnected call was heard.
Kimberly froze. Mr. Warner used to fawn over her, but now he had hung up on her.
Soon, she received a few messages from various clients on her laptop.
âMs. Watson, we have no intention to sign a contract with you for the moment.â
âMs. Watson, our supervisor has settled on a different partner. Sorry.â
They were all messages denying collaborations.
She set her phone aside in rage and cursed, âThese people have no appreciation for whatâs good.â
The phone hit the table and started ringing.
Kimberly glanced at it and immediately straightened her back.
âUncle.â
âKimberly, whatâs going on in your office? Why is there an incident of plagiarism? I got you into Young Advertising through connections. What you did embarrassed me and affected my business.â
âIâm sorry, Uncle. I didnât mean to. Itâs all Aureliaâs faultâ¦â
âAlright, alright. I donât want to hear your excuses. You better behave now.â Her uncle was irritated and added, âBy the way, why are you running your credit cards over the limit lately? Donât waste money, or Iâll freeze your cards.â