Abruptly, a womanâs voice echoed from behind.
âNicole!â
Nicole turned around.
She failed to discern the assailantâs identity before a forceful slap struck her cheek.
The slap left Nicole in a state of shock, rendering her momentarily deaf to her surroundings.
In the ensuing moment, the woman attempted another slap.
Nicole swiftly blocked the attack, startled by the womanâs commanding tone when ordering the receptionist, âSubdue her immediately, and deal with her firmly!â
The receptionist stood frozen, taken aback by the unexpected demand.
Unaware that Roscoeâs fiancée was present, she had only contacted the secretaryâs office.
Upon learning of the situation, the secretary advised the receptionist to accommodate the visitor, leading to the receptionistâs assumption that Nicoleâs acquaintance with Roscoe was innocuous.
However, it became evident that the situation was more complex.
The receptionist assumed Nicole might be Roscoeâs ex-girlfriend or a past indiscretion.
Only then did Nicole see that it was Doreen who came down and ordered the attack.
The receptionist had just stepped forward to assist in capturing Nicole when Doreen swiftly delivered two firm slaps across the receptionistâs face.
âYou idiot! Do you not understand who should be granted entry and who should not?â Doreen snapped.
The receptionist, her face concealed by her hands, appeared distressed.
Nicole was denied entry.
It was her superiorâs directive to permit Nicoleâs presence.
Doreen intended to stun onlookers with her slap to the receptionist, signaling her imminent role as the wife of Roscoe, the heir of the Watts Group.
She seized the moment to assert her authority.
She felt it was time to reveal Roscoeâs future wifeâs demeanor and the consequences for any who dared to entice her husband.
With arms crossed, Doreen asserted sharply, âWhatâs the meaning of this, Nicole? I warned you against seducing Roscoe that day.
I never anticipated you showing up at the company.
You insolent woman!â
Nicole winced from the fiery sting of the slap, biting her lip as she retorted, âI have an urgent matter to discuss with him.
â
âUrgent?â Doreen scoffed.
âWhat could possibly be urgent for you? My fiancé doesnât even know you.
Are you delusional? Claiming to be my fiancéâs friend.
Really? You are not even qualified to be a mistress!â
Upon listening to their exchange, the bystanders comprehended the situation.
It transpired to be a spectacle of a wife confronting a mistress.
They hadnât anticipated the audacity of this woman to show up at the Watts Group.
Doreen cautioned, âCease your schemes, Nicole.
Should you attempt to ensnare my fiancé, I will orchestrate your torment.
And should you dare provoke me, youâll not only incur the wrath of the Watts and Schultz families but also face dire repercussions.
Can you withstand such consequences?â
Doreen deliberately raised her voice for the gathering crowd to catch on clearly.
Murmurs rippled among the employees on the sidelines.
Some of them resorted to echoing Doreenâs statement to curry favor with her.
âThis womanâs audacity knows no bounds! Initially attempting to allure Mr.
Watts, she now stands exposed by the future Mrs.
Watts.
â
âSheâs just so-so.
Her attire and accessories betrayed a modest origin.
Mr.
Watts isnât naive.
How could he be ensnared by her charms?â