Florence was much more sensible than Queenie was. A doubtful look appeared on her face as she lowered her eyes and said," I don’t think so. Artificial intelligence is not part of her job scope. Besides, she's Mrs. Grant. She'll return to take charge of Grant Corporation after her child is born and won't need to pay any attention to being the director."
Florence was quite a logical thinker, and her train of thought did not get influenced by Queenie.
I stared silently at Queenie from the corner where I stood. I was curious to know how she had concluded that I was after the director's position.
Queenie's eyes shifted. The fact that she had taken the time to plan this did not escape my eyes.
"Are you crazy? Did you really think she wants to take over the director's position? Director Tyler often discusses projects with President Grant, and they spend so much time together that, of course, Wanda Lane would be on her guard. Besides, Director Tyler has good looks, does her job well, and has a much better family background than her. It'd be weirder if she weren't worried.”
I could not help smirking when I heard that. Her analytical skills were good, but it was a shame she had put them to use in the wrong place.
I was just about to walk in when another voice rang out.
"Mrs. Grant could have just told President Grant that she liked my position if that was the case. Why would she have gone to the effort to join our department?"
Sandra walked out of the pantry's hidden space. That hidden space served as the store room where different sorts of coffee, tea, and other drinks were kept. She had probably overheard Queenie's and Florence's conversation when browsing inside.
"Director Tyler."
The women called out to her in unison upon seeing her, and Queenie lost her edge.
Sandra glanced at Queenie. A displeased expression appeared on her face as she said, "I've always warned you against gossiping about other people behind their backs, and this is how you respond to what I said. Let's not even talk about how this is such a despicable thing to do. How can you make such statements when you don't even have the facts to back them up?'
Her aura was extremely intimidating, and Queenie did not even dare lift her head as she said, "We were just joking, Director Tyler."
"Is that so?" Sandra’s lips curled upward into a slight smile. However, her smile was so cold that it raised goosebumps. "I listened to your entire conversation, and it didn't seem like you were joking."
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