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After that little episode, Rebecca focused on her work. When one was concentrating, they temporarily forgot
unhappy things. It wasn’t until Jane asked her out for lunch that Rebecca snapped out of her work.
“Let's go,” Jane said simply. Her outfits were always in the simplest colors and styles. Rebecca was momentarily
stunned.
Jane spoke casually, “Let’s have lunch together. There's something | want to discuss.”
Rebecca agreed and followed Jane. Rebecca usually ate alone after work, so having company felt unfamiliar.
The two ordered scasual dishes at the restaurant across from the company, sitting face-to-face. Jane asked
bluntly, “You don’t get along with Andrea.”
Rebecca didn’t hide it. “No,” she replied.
Jane poured her swater and said, “Andrea currently works directly with Mr. Hanson. All our tasks go through
her. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, don’t make the tension obvious.”
Rebecca stayed silent. She couldn't tolerate it—not their past school conflicts nor Andrea’s current provocations.
Her dislike kept growing.
She hated Andrea so much that sharing the sspace felt suffocating. If not for the massive penalty for
breaching the contract, she’d quit immediately.
“She's getting along well with others in the department now. If you target her without explanation, people will
just think you're difficult to work with,” Jane explained patiently.
Rebecca seemed gentle on the surface, but in truth, she couldn't care less about others’ opinions. “I don’t mind,”
she said.
Jane raised an eyebrow, making Rebecca feel uneasy under her gaze. “What's wrong?” Rebecca asked.
“Have you ever held a real job before?” Jane had suspected that since the first day, and felt certain at that
moment.
Rebecca paused and then shook her head. “No.”
Jane reasoned with her calmly. “Open conflicts might work in sroles, but ours requires constant
collaboration. Tension in the team would hinder our work and weigh heavily on you personally.”
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Rebecca lowered her eyes. She thought, ‘I didn’t consider that much. | only knew Andrea was deliberately
provoking me. | want nothing from her, not even contact.
“Thank you, Jane.” Rebecca processed everything she'd heard.
“I don’t know what's between you and Andrea, but don’t fall into the trap she’s setting,” Jane spoke with the
calming tone of an understanding older sister.
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Hearing that, Rebecca felt like a mental switch had suddenly flipped open.
Seeing that Rebecca understood, Jane didn’t say more. The two ate together in silence.
After they finished eating and were walking back, Rebecca hesitated for a while before speaking, “Jane...”
Jane responded, “What?”
Rebecca gradually lowered her defenses. “Why were you tellingthose things?”
Normally, Andrea had greeted everyone warmly since her arrival. Her words were impeccable, and her attitude
made people feel she was exceptionally approachable. Most would consider her very amiable, so Rebecca
wondered why Jane was acting the opposite.
“Professionally, | want you fully focused on work without distractions,” Jane replied. She highly valued Rebecca's
capabilities. “Personally, | think of you as a younger sister.”
“Aren’t you afraid that you misjudged me?” Rebecca asked earnestly. “What if it’s just my bad temper and not
her deliberately targeting me?”
“I've been in the workforce for nearly a decade. Sthings are obvious at a glance.” Jane's typically neutral
expression softened slightly. “Not to mention, all your emotions are written on your face.”
Rebecca instinctively touched her cheek.
Jane looked at her with sisterly concern. “In the workplace, you need to learn to occasionally hide your true self.”
“Hide my true self?” Rebecca heard those words for the first time.
Jane responded with a calm “Mm-hmm.”
Rebecca's clear eyes flickered with emotion. Since childhood, her mother’s most frequent advice had been to
stay true to herself. Her mother would take care of the rest.
After marriage, Jeffrey had told her not to wear any mask, claiming he loved her honesty and frankness most. Yet
now, someone was saying that she should conceal herself a little.
“Avoid oversharing personal matters at work,” Jane explained essential workplace principles, sincerely hoping
Rebecca would focus wholeheartedly on her duties. “This applies even to conflicts with Andrea.”
Rebecca looked up as Jane clarified what she meant. “Because nobody truly cares about the facts. They're just
hungry for gossip-tic spices to flavor their dull lives.”
The words hit Rebecca like a splash of cold water. She'd never considered those social intricacies before,
remaining oblivious to office politics.
She realized that if she'd publicly called Andrea “the other woman” during the coffee and cake incident that
morning, no colleagues would've taken her side. Workplace relationships prioritized interests over camaraderie.
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“Jane,” Rebecca said to Jane with newfound respect and gratitude, “thank you for guidingthrough this.”
Jane maintained her usual composed expression, though a subtle softness briefly softened her features. “Repay
Rebecca nodded, her state of mind undergoing subtle shifts at that moment.
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That afternoon, Andrea also bought
afternoon snacks, casually
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Just like the morning, she placed the treats before Rebecca. This time, Rebecca didn’t react angrily, simply
uttering “Thanks” before burying herself in work.
Andrea felt Rebecca had changed
completely. She wanted to provoke
Rebecca further. bx tkeinterise work
Doe around them made
excessive conversation seem
suspicious, forcing her to withdraw.
Twenty minutes after Andrea left, Jane asked, “Want some?”
Rebecca shook her head. “No. I'm dieting.”
“You're already so slender. Are you trying to kill yourself?” exclaimed the colleague beside Jane.
“I look fine, but my last physical showed minor health issues from irregular eating.” Rebecca made up a story.
“The doctor said | should stick to normal meals and forget about snacks.”
The girl sighed, “The Internet's right. The young generation is so fragile.”
Rebecca smiled and continued working, her whole demeanor appearing lighter now that she'd adjusted her
mindset, as if relieved of a heavy burden.
But the outcwasn’t what Andrea desired.
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