Betrayal At The Altar

Linda was not afraid. She walked to the sink calmly and said, “I’m talking to you. If you don’t understand, I don’t mind repeating myself! You dress up all day long. Those who don’t know might think that you’re a complete slut!”

“Get out of the way! I’m going to tear her mouth apart!” The woman in the tight skirt was so angry that her entire body was trembling. She glared at Linda with red eyes. “Linda Galler, are you fucking addicted to being a lapdog? Did Rachel give you some kind of potion? Do you think her farts smell like roses or something?”

Linda turned off the tap, took a tissue, and slowly wiped her fingers. “You’re talking so dirty. Did you forget to wipe your mouth when you went to the toilet just now? Do you want me to help you?”

Setting aside Linda’s status in the company, just the fact that she was also a close confidante of Rachel’s was enough to make them realize they could

not afford to mess with her.

The companion of the woman in the tight skirt was worried that things would get out of hand. They quickly covered that woman’s mouth and looked at Linda apologetically. “Ms. Galler, she didn’t mean it. Please ignore what she just said. It was all our fault before. We gotta go now.”

As soon as they finished speaking, they dragged the tight skirt woman out of the restroom immediately.

After the group of people left, Linda leaned against the sink with weak legs. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and returned to the top floor.

However, just as she returned to her office, before she could sit down properly, Rachel’s internal call came. “Come to my office.”

“Right away!” After Linda hung up the phone, she quickly walked into Rachel’s

office.

she entered, she heard Rachel ask, “Did you quarrel with

moment. She bit her

were watching her position with envy, just waiting for her to make a mistake and be

for Rachel to know so quickly.

are trash–talking you behind your back.”

had expected Rachel to be enraged, but to her amazement,

say what they will. Their words hold no power over

could finish her sentence, Linda refuted firmly,

eyebrows slightly and stared

with the hem of her garment as she struggled to find the words. “You’re not at fault. It’s not you who’s wrong, but rather those who have hurt you! You taught me

could not help but sigh. “Linda, you’ve really

changed.”

become more

no longer submissive and at the mercy of others.

curled into

for them, Linda would still be living