Novel Sweet
Chapter 834
Ms. West was poised to become the future leading lady in their business world. President Winters had initially been skeptical about the rumors until he met Stella today. To his surprise, Ms. West indeed was missing a finger, a detail unexpected for someone who had grown up in luxury. How could she have suffered such an injury? Earlier, while Stella was tending to a wound on her hand, he subtly inquired about it. It turned out she had been injured protecting her childhood friend. That confirmed his suspicions!Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
Lizetta glanced again at Stella, who responded with a bold, carefree chuckle. Remembering how Stella had just emerged from President Winters' office, unfazed by her presence, Lizetta quickly understood. Stella must have done her homework, knowing that Lizetta was coming to the Starlight Group to deliver a proposal. She was even aware of Lizetta's meeting with President Winters and had deliberately injured her hand in the parking lot. The goal was clear: to elicit sympathy, ensuring President Winters got a poor impression of Lizetta, thus derailing any potential collaboration.
"President Winters, I think there's been a misunderstanding..." Lizetta began, trying to explain. But before she could finish, President Winters, clearly impatient, interrupted her. "It seems you're not interested in making a sincere apology. In that case, Alex, notify security to escort the troublemaker out of the Starlight Group premises immediately!"
Lizetta couldn't believe that the VP of HR at the Starlight Group would jump to conclusions so hastily. She wanted to argue her case, but President Winters didn't give her a chance, signaling his assistant to block Lizetta while he cheerfully escorted Stella away. As Stella walked away, she turned back to Lizetta, raising her eyebrows slightly, and called out to President Winters. "President Winters, I'm really okay. Don't be too hard on them; just asking them to leave will suffice." "Of course, Ms. West. You're as kind as you are beautiful." The two proceeded towards the elevator, with President Winters accompanying Stella, likely intending to walk her to the parking lot. "Aren't you going to see Mr. Dashiell while you're here?" Stella was asked with a gentle smile. "No, business and personal matters should remain separate. I wouldn't want to disturb Remington during working hours. You know how much of a workaholic he is. And, I'd prefer if this visit stays between us, President Winters. After all, our potential collaboration with Glory Media should be based on mutual benefits, not personal connections, right?" "Absolutely! You have my word, Ms. West," President Winters quickly agreed, nodding. Stella gave a satisfied smile.
Meanwhile, the HR department had already called security, who arrived promptly. Lizetta, of course, wasn't going to wait to be escorted out, but as she and Lilian headed for the elevator, the security guards watched them closely, as if they were troublemakers, drawing curious looks from other employees. Inside the elevator, Lilian, her face flushed with embarrassment, whispered angrily at Lizetta. "This is all your fault! You said it wouldn't affect me, and now I've never been so humiliated! Why did you have to mess with Ms. West?" Then, with a ding, the elevator reached the lobby. As the doors opened, Lilian raised her hand to cover her face, rushing out in a hurry. Lizetta, pushed by the sudden movement, stumbled out of the elevator, colliding into what felt like a wall of muscle.