CEO's Mysterious Fiancee

Chapter 150 Send You to ***

Abbigail was angry, but when she saw the card hanging on Paige’s neck with the words “Assistant No. 16, she smiled

contemptuously

“Didn’t my dad give you 9 6 million dollars? Is it not enough, so you can only go to a small company to be an assistant? Aren’t you

proud?”

“Ms Abbigail, their company is under the Lusk family Designer No. 9, who was next to Abbigail, hurriedly reminded her

“Are you talking about the richest family, the Lusk family?”

“Yes,”

Abbigail became a little embarrassed but soon said, “Even if it’s the richest family’s company, she can only be an assistant there and

work for others… ***.”

Paige was speechless.

”

“After leaving the Tate family, you can only get this. If it were me, I would crawl back home right now and kneel in front of my parents to apologize! Maybe they would be happy and give me some pocket money.”

“You want to be a dog, but I don’t.”

↑ “You…”

Paige casually glanced at the sign hanging on Abbigail’s neck. There was the same word on it: Assistant.

She came with Designer No. 9.

“You talk so much nonsense that I thought you were a designer.” Paige ignored her and was about to leave.

Abbigail stopped her again. ‘It’s not my job. I’m here to supervise. Unlike you who has to toil away! We are totally different!”

Abbigail said with a sense of superiority, “I’m the only daughter of my family, and III take over the company. I came here to get familiar with it. Is there anything wrong with that?”

‘Tsk.” Paige was amused, and smiled, “Do you think your company can last this month?”

Abbigail had a bad

family is going to

Paige leaving. Abbigail shouted angrily, “I’m different from you, born in a poor family and working to earn money!

see.” Paige walked

Abbigail was furious!

who is she?” Designer No. 9 could not help but ask

through gritted teeth, “She’s a ***. There’s no need

and knew nothing about design. As an assistant, she followed the

horizon, enrich her knowledge, and have a chance

the

came here as an assistant, the company’s designers curried favor with her

better than

No. 9 hurriedly agreed and memorized the appearance of Mariela and

rich lady raised her eyes and noticed Paige. Then, she walked toward Parge

Paige”

recognize this young miss, who wore fashionable

Since

eyes of

Paige was confused.

a coquette? Are you blind to recognizing the wrong person, or are you mad to

rich lady swept a glance at Mariela. She didn’t give a *about the poor

*someone else’s fiancé? Don’t you know your

you!”

Paige was angry.

you choose to be a home wrecker? My friend

Paige grabbed her by the neck and pressed

around

The pain in her back

doing?’

***, go to the hospital. Why are you acting crazy in front of me? Do you want me to send you to

frightened by Paige’s

Let go…

coquette? Paige grabbed more tightly. “If you

afraid Paige would beat up more than twenty people like last

you believe…” Before the rich lady could finish her

you let go