Her words made Minerva extremely uncomfortable. She looked at Monica with disgust, but soon she restrained herself. She lowered her head to sort out the documents while saying casually, "I'm not as thick-skinned as you are."
Monica's expression changed slightly. She clenched her teeth, and said. "What did you say?"
Minerva raised her head and looked at her with a faint smile. "He doesn't remember me. Naturally, he doesn't remember you. You're only using your identity as the eldest daughter of the Dormer Family to get close to him. Yet he's still not willing to talk to you. Don't you think you are thick-skinned? Aren't you angry?"
Her words all hit Monica where it hurt the most, angering her greatly.
Monica guessed that she might have found out about what happened in the office yesterday. It was so infuriating. She didn't even know how long Minerva had been in the company. How far had she and Maddox progressed?
Seb still had yet to remember her, right? Otherwise, she wouldn't be sitting here.
As Monica thought about this, she said angrily, "So what? You said that I approached him using my identity as the eldest daughter of the Dormer family, but yet you also joined the company and approached him as an employee of the company. Don't you feel ashamed talking about me?"
Minerva smiled and said, "I relied on my own abilities to become an official employee through different rounds of selection. What about you?"
Monica stayed silent.
"No matter how you entered the company, you came in anyway. Your aim is the same as mine," Monica said.
Upon hearing this, Minerva couldn't help but chuckle. She shook her head and said, "You're wrong. My aim is different from yours."
After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Monica's face. She corrected, "I'm here to help him regain his memories, and you're here to take him away."
She paused for a moment and then said, "The immoral kind."
"How dare you!" Monica shouted angrily.
Monica was so angry that her face turned white. She lifted her dress and walked in. She wanted to argue with her, but Minerva looked calm and relaxed. There was a faint smile in her eyes and face. On the other hand, Monica had an exasperated look on her face.
In the blink of an eye, the contrast between them two was revealed. Monica could only calm herself down. She said in a cold voice, "What are you talking about? Immoral? I told you long ago that your wedding with him didn't play out well at all. You haven't married him. You two aren't husband and wife. I'm just competing fairly with you."
Upon hearing this, Minerva already knew that the two of them didn't have much to say to each other.
They had totally different views. In Monica's view, as long as she and Maddox didn't get married, she could come over and compete with her. Moreover, she assumed this as fair competition.
Minerva said, "Since that's what you're thinking, there's nothing much left for us to talk about. You're here for Linda, right? She's not in the office right now. Please go out first and come back later."
Minerva did not hesitate to send her away.
Monica was stunned.
She looked around and said coolly, "Since she's not here, I'll wait for her here until she comes."
After that, she sat down on the sofa, as if she were the owner of this place, and suddenly said,
"pour me a cup of tea."
Minerva was confused.
Was Monica calling her? She wanted her to pour her some tea?
Minerva did not move and continued to sort out the documentation.
Monica waited for a long time, but she didn't get her tea. She stood up and said, "What kind of attitude is this? Didn't you hear me asking you to pour me a cup of tea?"
Minerva looked up and sneered, "Why should I serve you tea? Are you a guest of our company? Do you have an appointment? If you don't have an appointment, then it's not within my work scope."
"How dare you!"
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