NovelEnglishChapter 293 Lilian's tears instantly cflowing down as she whimpered pitifully, "Ms. Yates, Suzanne bullied me." She removed her hand and showed Seline her cheek.
Her face was already dreadfully swollen, and her eye makeup ran down her cheeks with her tears as she sobbed. Seline frowned at how hideous Lilian looked right now, and she subconsciously took a step back.
However, she needed to keep up with her act. Hence, she pretended to want to touch Lilian's face but retracted her hand hastily, acting like she was afraid that she would hurt Lilian.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer face was filled with heartache as she muttered empathetically, "How could Suzanne do this to you?" Lilian's tears flowed even faster. "You're so kind, Ms. Yates..." She was about to lean on Seline's shoulder to cry when Seline took a step back hastily and whipped out stissues from her bag. She said with concern, "Here, these are for your tears. There, there." Strong feelings of disgust flashed across Seline's eyes.
How could Lilian not have any self-awareness? If she knew she was ugly, she shouldn't cry. Crying would only make her uglier.
However, for Lilian to hate Suzanne more, she had to suppress the disgust she felt in her heart.
Lilian took the tissue from Seline and sobbed, feeling moved. "Thank you, Ms. Yates." At the stime, resentment filled her heart. How could the two be sisters when they had completely different personalities? One was evil while the other was kind.
One day, she would be sure to make Suzanne pay for slapping her today! Seline replied sorrowfully, "It's fine. It's Suzanne's fault. I'll apologize on her behalf." The two women from another department stood on the side and looked at Seline with admiration in their eyes. Managers like her were just like saints! They exclaimed enviously, "Wow, your manager is so gentle, Lilian." She was also Henry's daughter, so if people like her were to be the CEO of their company in the future, working here would be great! Seline nodded at the women with a smile. As she raised her wrist to look at the time, she turned to Lilian and said gently, "Take your there. I'll head up for now. It's almost tfor work." When she turned around, she immediately took out wet wipes from her bag to wipe the hand that she had touched Lilian's hand with.
The women from other departments noticed that it was getting late as well. They exclaimed, "Oh, we're about to be late!" With that, they scurried upstairs hastily.
Lilian watched their disappearing figures and caressed the cheek that Suzanne had slapped. The stinging pain had her gaze filled with hatred.
She balled her hands into fists and cussed, "Bitch! I'll chase you out of the company sooner or later. I'll make sure you live a life worse than death!" What good would someone be if even their own sister hated them? At the stime, Suzanne had just gotten out of the elevator after going upstairs and saw Henry at the entrance of the design department.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe paused in her tracks. She was slightly surprised. Why was he here? Before she could think it through, Henry stormed toward her with a darkened expression as he chided her with a frown, "Why didn't my calls to you go through?"
He had been trying to call Suzanne after signing the contract, but the calls never got through. After that, he in After was delayed since he had to go for a business trip. This was why he had been waiting since very early in the morning at the entrance of the design department for Suzanne to appear. Suzanne eyed Henry coldly and walked past him.
Henry's face instantly fell. He immediately stepped in to block ber path. As he tried to suppress the rage in his heart, he snapped, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf? Where are your manners?" She was exactly the sas her dead mother! If she weren't Jane Smith, it would have been impossible for him to personally cfind her.
Suzanne stopped in her tracks and turned back with a sneer. "My parents are long dead. How could you talk toabout manners?"
He should already count his lucky stars that she had not sought trouble with him. How dare he still bring up estill the topic of manners? Did he think he was worthy to ask her about it? Henry felt like he nearly died, suffocated by his own breath. He glared at Suzanne and raised his hand. "Why, you little="
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