Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 288 It’s Too Late

At first hearing, it sounded like she was giving Rachel a way out and saving her reputation. In fact, she wanted Rachel to admit defeat.

She even said that Rachel relied on pleasing men to earn a living, which would attract much disdain and disgust for Rachel.

Without waiting for Rachel to speak, Vivian, who had been watching the show silently, mocked again, “Do you really think you can live in peace just because you found a rich man to feed you? You’re dreaming all day long that you’ll become rich. What kind of good ending do you think you will have?” “Does she deserve to be rich? She’s just a slut with a good look!” others said. As soon as someone said this, it instantly caused the surrounding people to laugh.

When Rachel heard this, her indifferent eyes looked at Vivian without any warmth. There was an unclear coldness in her eyes. “With your arrogant face, I can guarantee that your position as the manager will change from today onwards!”

That cold, sharp gaze was hair–raising.

Vivian’s expression changed slightly. After all, in their work, it has always been taboo to be arrogant. Her arrogance gradually dissipated.

Then, she realized that the woman in front of her was at most a mistress who could not be made public. “Can’t I provoke her?” she thought.

She immediately retorted angrily, “What do you mean by I’m arrogant? You’re clearly the one who won’t let go and makes us unable to do business! You clearly don’t have much money, but you insist on suffering because of your pride. You insist on making a bet with Miss Smith! Now you know that you can’t win against them. Tell you what, it’s too late to regret it!”

said arrogantly, “So don’t use such words to threaten me and

“So what?

going to offend the Smith family and the Cruise family just to please

can bring huge benefits to the brand, there is no reason

company to fire

can I continue to be the manager, but I might also get a lot of bonuses this month,” she

you can’t afford it, admit defeat as soon as possible. If you’re willing to bet, you must admit defeat. Be good and kneel

the ground and apologizing to

for the

vicious, and her expression was cold as if it was covered in a layer of terrifying

“Do you want to continue?”

tone was so cold that the temperature around her

moment, everyone present was silent.