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.

soon as she entered, she heard Rachel ask, “Did

a moment. She bit her

were watching her position with envy, just waiting for her to make

was not strange for Rachel to know so quickly.

you behind your back.”

to be enraged, but to her

“Let them say what they will. Their words hold no power over

finish her sentence, Linda

and stared

struggled to find the words. “You’re not at fault. It’s not you who’s wrong, but rather those who

looked at Linda and could not help but

changed.”

had become

submissive and at the mercy of

Then, her lips curled into a smile. “That’s because

still be living in a