"I'm a bit baffled. I've never met her face-to-face, but it always feels like everything she's been up to recently, is somehow aimed at me."
Dorthy chimed in, "Yeah, it's clear as day. She's scared you're gonna steal something from her."
Chloe looked a bit lost, as if she didn't quite catch that, and asked again, "Me? What have I taken from her?"
"It's Mr. Rupin, of course! She's tight with Mr. Rupin, whose family are all big wigs in the Harper family company! Any little shake-up in the Harper family is like a gust of wind that affects everyone. Just a tiny slice of the Harper family pie is massive, right? If she marries Mr. Rupin, she's set for life!
And we all saw it yesterday, Mr. Rupin clearly has a thing for you. So Rhoda sees you as competition, terrified you'll snatch her spot."
Chloe froze, staring at Dorthy for a moment, seemingly not quite catching up.
Her… and Rupin?
Snatching Rhoda's spot?
Was this for real? Were women these days so good at second-guessing others?
"I… I have a fiancé… Actually, I already…"
"We know, you have a fiancé! But in this day and age, with all the temptations around, switching teams is no biggie, right? Plus, Mr. Rupin is younger, wealthier, comes from a better family, and is a real charmer...” Dorthy waved her hand, saying it like it is.
“Hey, Dorthy…”
A coworker nudged Dorthy with his elbow, Dorthy seemed to realize something and quickly changed her tune, "Of course, I believe principled Ms. Summers wouldn’t switch teams…”
Chloe chuckled, looking at Dorthy somewhat helplessly, "What are you on about?”
“Hehe…” Dorthy stuck her tongue out naughtily.
Just then, the reception phone rang out of nowhere, Dorthy immediately picked it up. But within a minute, the sweet smile on Dorthy's face gradually faded.
She looked at Chloe then, "Ms. Summers, Mr. Rupin's room specifically requested you to bring up two bottles of water."
Chloe slightly frowned, and kept silent for two seconds, a smirk appearing at the corner of her lips, such a boring game.
"Got it."
People like this, if she really wanted to play tit for tat, she’d be exhausted every single day.
In Rupin's room, Fritz saw Rhoda hang up the phone, her face turning icy. "Rhoda, there's water in the room."
Rhoda glanced at him contemptuously, "I don't like that kind. Why do you care? What right does an assistant have to criticize me?"
Fritz frowned, looking at her coldly and went to the side table to clean up the messy files.
The CEO was about to inspect, and it was likely he would review last month's sales data. These were all things Rupin was supposed to handle, but Fritz ended up spending three nights putting them together. Now the files were scattered all over the place, and he could only patiently tidy up.
Seeing Fritz like this, Rhoda thought of him chatting amicably with Chloe downstairs, she pursed her lips, walked up and said, "Alright, you can go. I'll clean up here."
Fritz closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Finally he stood up, opened the door of the room, and left.
Rhoda watched his retreating figure, rolling her eyes disdainfully, then started tidying the files littered on the table. Among the scattered papers, some were covered in doodles, and some were dirty. Rhoda glanced over them, crumpled the messy papers into a ball, and threw them in the trash.
Rupin came out of the bathroom just in time to see Rhoda sitting on the sofa, and the table was already tidy.
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