Men
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Tiffany Clifford lowered her voice, âThis morning I only remembered to tell you about Bobby, but I completely forgot about this.â
âWhat happened?â
âRemember the day before yesterday when our new president took some girl who threw herself at him to the hospital? Well someone took a page from his book. This morning, they intentionally rear-ended the bossâs car, guess what happened?â
..What happened?â They werenât seriously injured by Baron Lawrence, were they?
The remark made Tiffany Clifford giggle like she was picturing the scene. She held back a full-blown laugh, her eyes crinkled in amusement. âIn the end, the president didnât pay any attention to her. He just drove straight back into the garage, and took his exclusive elevator up. And just when we thought that was it, Cooper from legal came. He handed her the CCTV footage from the garage and started discussing the compensation. The car she hit was a Ferrari Limited Edition SAAperta, estimated at 78 thousandâ¦â
She dragged out the last word, relishing in the schadenfreude, âDollars!â
78 thousand dollars.
Thatâs one expensive car!
For this kind of car, even a scratch could cost over 15 thousand in repair fees.
Tiffanyâs eyes crinkled in glee, just like Enna was thinking. She couldnât contain her delight. âThe woman cried on the spot, pale as a ghost.
Rear-ending someone is on her, the insurance wonât cover much. The rest has to come out of her own pocket. She saw the new presidentâs car and thought it was just an average car. Think about it, someone whoâs bored enough to acquire all the domestic radio stations and dominate the industry, could never be seen driving an average car. Besides, I heard from Cooper that our new president is not an ordinary wealthy businessman.â
Enna Clark agreed with her wholeheartedly. Baron Lawrenceâs identity was indeed extraordinary.
âOh, and did you hear about that woman who spent over 15 thousand trying to snag a handsome guy?
Who?â
Subconsciously, Enna glanced at her phone. One minute had already passed, she had only four minutes left. There was no time to continue this gossip, but she didnât want to appear too rushed. So, she asked.
Tiffany didnât notice the urgency and sweetly replied, âThea Wood.â âAh?â
âYes, her. Who would have thought? Now everyone in the office knows sheâs been trying to punch above her weight, but failed and ended up getting a slap in the face. I wonder how sheâs going to carry on acting high and mighty in the office.â Tiffany looked refreshed, grinning happily, âThatâs why Iâm warning you, Enna. Donât try to honey trap our big boss. He wonât fall for it.â
ââ¦I understand.â
After sharing the recent gossip, Tiffany looked pleased and waved a dismissive hand at Enna, âOff you go, boss is back. Iâll just tell him you went to the restroom.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Enna winked at her, and successfully snuck away, rushing into the elevator.
33rd floor.
The Presidentâs office boasted its usual opulence.
Walking into this office always made her feel out of place.
The receptionists were also chattering about the same gossip. Enna overheard bits of the conversation, they were talking about Thea Woodâs mishap this morning.
Seeing her come in, they quickly dispersed and resumed their arrogant demeanor. After a quick up and down scan, one asked in a monotonous voice, âYou again? Are you here to see the President? Do you have an appointment? If not, please wait aside..â