Chapter 4
And so, a month passed coldly and indifferently.
That day after work, Jenny accompanied Evelyn to walt fo
for the elevator and received a message, feeling somewhat surprised.
“Evelyn, today the Star Group’s project signed a contract, they mentioned having a dinner.”
Evelyn’s heart sank, “Is that so?”
She took out her phone, and no one notified her.
She watched silently, expressionless, and then chacked before putting it into her bag.
Jenny, seeing the situation, exclaimed in surprise, “Didn’t I call you?”
Seeing Evelyn not saying a word, she immediately got so angry that her nose almost twisted, “I really can’t believe it, you’ve been busy all year, giving credit to others is one thing, but you can’t even have a meal…”
At this moment, there was a “ding” sound.
The elevator opened.
The place was filled with a crowd, with Martin and Isabel at the forefront.
Jenny’s voice echoed around, “can’t even have a meal, it’s really heartless!”
Everyone Everyone loolood at each other in surprise.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
But it was
Isabel who first spoke with a smile, “Ms. Gomez, oh no, you were pregnant, why did you get off work so late?”
Her genuine concern was evident in her expression, but the casual change of address unintentionally grated on Evelyn’s ears, causing her face to num pale and her body to stagger.
Martin stepped fo
forward, as if to help her.
Evelyn steadied herself and took a step back to avoid it, “Thank you for your concern, I won’t disturb your dinner, I’ll leave first.”
After saying that, he tumed around and left.
Martin’s expression darkened as he watched Evelyn’s back, which was avoiding him like the plague.
In the evening. Martin came back and neither of them said a word.
The next day.
Evelyn was tidying up the documents when she heard a commotion coming from the entrance of the President’s Office.
She walked to the door in confusion and was surprised to see a crowd gathered around Martin and Isabel, arguing about something.
Walking up to Martin, Evelyn asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”
Martin turned his head, about to speak, but was interrupted.
The leading woman shouted angrily, “Here comes another one, Mr. Wilson. Tell me, is she the one in charge, or is she?”
While speaking, he pointed at Evelyn and Isabel
Martin suppressed his anger and turned his head towards Evelyn, saying, “It was her, but…”
The conversation was not finished when, in the next second, there was a “crack” sound.
A scorching slap was slapped on Evelyn’s face!
