The True Heiress's Return

"What? Ted has worked for a long time in the company and was one of the main leaders of the smart project." one said.

"Once this project kicks off, he's bound to become a big star in the company, potentially getting a promotion. Why would the company let him go..." he asked.

"The version I heard is that Ted ticked off Mr. Lopez. Even the project department couldn't save him, and it was Brian who personally went to deliver the order," another man said. "Great. I've heard that Ted has been abusing his power because he's been with the company for a long time and has a high position," a woman said.

"He bullies his subordinates and is always getting handsy with female colleagues. Losing his job is his karma," the woman added.

Shakira put her belongings down and went to the break room to make some coffee. Quincy looked utterly lost and worn

out.

Hearing the noise, Quincy turned around and met the clear eyes of Shakira. His hand, which was pouring hot water, suddenly jerked, and boiling water splashed onto the back of his hand. Quincy cried out, holding his quickly reddening hand.

Shakira frowned, pulled him over to the sink, turned on the faucet, and said curtly, "Cold water for 20 minutes."

Quincy was trembling, not knowing if it was from pain or fear. With cold water rushing over his hand, he kept his head down, not daring to look at Shakira again.

Shakira didn't want to argue with him anymore. She made her coffee and turned to leave.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Just as she was about to step out of the break room, a faint voice came from behind. "Shakira, are you really dating Mr.

Lopez?"

Shakira stopped. She glanced at him, her cool face showing no expression as she asked, "What's your relationship with Ted, the project manager?"

Quincy was like a deer in headlights. "How did you know?" Realizing he had let something slip, Quincy quickly covered his mouth, looking utterly terrified.

Shakira understood. "No wonder Ted got in touch with me. It was because of you."

"No, this has nothing to do with me. It was Ted's wrongdoings that caught up to him, and Mr. Lopez just happened to catch him this time. It's not my fault," Quincy said. Quincy babbled incoherently, clearly terrified, and quickly ran away without looking back.

Shakira also left the break room and returned to her desk.

After they left, the door of a nearby emergency exit quietly opened, and Berry silently stepped out: She had heard about what happened to Ted from the manager earlier that morning.

To land a deal with the Lopez Group, they worked hard on Ted, howering him with gifts and even sending a young woman from the PR department.

Unexpectedly, Ted got fired, and all their efforts were in vain.

Berry wasn't initially interested in this matter, but upon learning that Tim was punished because of Shakira, she felt uneasy

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She thought, 'Shakira is so greedy. She's got Mr. Lopez all smitten, even leading to the dismissal of veteran employees without hesitation.

'Isn't this harming Mr. Lopez's good name? If it were up to me, I'd be thoughtful enough to ensure the Lopez Group wouldn't lose such experienced employees.

A wave of jealousy surged through Berry, and at that moment, her phone kept buzzing with notifications.

"Go to hell": [Not answering my calls? You are tough now.]

"Go to hell": [You think you can shake me off like this? Don't forget. For those three years, you were kneeling like my dog every day. If I could make you kneel for three years, I can make you kneel for a lifetime.] "Go to hell": [Just wait. I'll find you soon. Haha!]

Seeing the messages pop up one after another, the dark and humiliating memories she had buried deep in her mind surged forth like a flood.

Berry got goosebumps as nausea swelled in her chest. She clenched her teeth and shut off her phone decisively, her eyes filled with a furious red.

Meanwhile, Ted, defeated and downcast, came to sign the compensation contract in the finance department. Once he entered the office, his colleagues started discussing it.

Xanthe drank quite a bit last night and had a terrible headache.

Her memories from last night were a bit confused. She thought, "Did I see Sean and stomp on his shoe? Whether it was real or a dream, it was amazing!'

While massaging her sore temples, she opened the spreadsheet. The team leader had given her a task before she left work yesterday, and she had completed half of it. She needed to finish the rest and submit it before noon. However, when Xanthe opened the document, she was stunned for almost two minutes at the sight of the blank page. "Where's my spreadsheet?" she asked.

Xanthe couldn't believe her eyes. She closed the document and opened it again. It was still blank.

She thought, 'Where is the half I did yesterday? How does everything vanish? I did it in my dream? Xanthe started to panic. "No, I remember saving it..."

A coworker noticed her distress and kindly reminded her, "Steven is very strict with new staff. You should redo it quickly." Xanthe was on the brink of tears. "But even if I redo it now, I won't finish in time. I'll explain to Steven..."

The coworker looked at her sympathetically, "Don't do that. If he finds out you lost half the work because you didn't save it, he'll be even angrier. That's a rookie mistake. It's better to just say you haven't started it..." Since Xanthe couldn't submit it on time, it was best to come up with an excuse that didn't sound as bad.

Xanthe felt like banging her head against the wall. Staring at the empty spreadsheet, her mind was blank, and she had no clue where to start.

She was at a loss when she heard a female voice behind her. "Did Steven ask you to review last year's financial statements? Xanthe whipped around and said, "Fiona, it's you?"

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Xanthe was skeptical and didn't believe Fiona was being genuinely kind. Although Fiona was easygoing, Xanthe wasn't convinced since there was no real friendship in the workplace, and she doubted Fiona would help her without a reason.

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Fiona could clearly see the caution in her eyes and gently bit her lip. "I know you're Shakira's best friend. I made mistakes before and now I regret them deeply. I've realized how unfair I was to Shakira, so I want to make things right." She willingly handed over the USB drive. "I'm giving you my copy. It's up to you whether you want to use it or not, but I'm just following my heart and doing what I feel is right."

Without caring if Xanthe accepted it or not, Fiona left the item and walked away without any hesitation.

Xanthe was puzzled, wondering what was going on with Fiona.

She opened the USB drive and looked at the detailed reports inside, then found Fiona's profile on the company chat app and sent her a private message.

Xanthe: [I used your stuff. Give me your Venmo, and I'll pay for you.]

Fiona: [No need. I don't need the money.]

For the first time being refused a money transfer, Xanthe was left speechless.

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