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The elevator reached the top floor with a ding and the door opened.
Samantha stepped out and entered the zone that was specially dedicated to Victoriaâs team.
Annabelle was sitting at the front desk when Samanthaâs appearance caught her by surprise. She immediately hurried over to Samantha and asked concernedly, âWhy are you here, Ms. Larsson? How are you feeling?â
Samantha looked at Annabelle and smiled slightly. âThanks for your concern. Iâm recovering well.â
She had received a lot of well-wishes from her colleagues recently. After all, she was injured while on assignment with them and they even chipped in to send her a fruit basket.
The reporter and cameraman who were in the same group as she was blamed themselves for being separated from her. They even messaged her through WeTalk, saying Penelope would not have gotten to her that easily if they were not separated from her at the time.
It was a very warm and empathetic gesture from them.
âBy the way, is Ms. Goldman here?â Samantha asked again.
âYes,â Annabelle replied.
Samantha nodded and headed straight for Victoriaâs office.
She walked to the office door, adjusted her hair and clothes a little, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.
After Victoria invited her in, she opened the door and entered.
Victoria was a little surprised to see Samantha. She got up quickly from her chair, walked around the desk, and went up to ask, âHowâs your body feeling, Sammy?â
âMuch better, Ms. Goldman. Thank you for your concern.â
Victoria took Samanthaâs hand and led her to have a seat on the sofa. She looked at Samanthaâs face carefully and felt a little guilty after seeing Samanthaâs somewhat sickly appearance. âIâm sorry, Sammy. Itâs partly my fault that you got injured this time.â
Samantha would not have suffered if Victoria did not ask her to go on the assignment.
Samantha shook her head. âThis has nothing to do with you, Ms. Goldman. Please, no need to blame yourself.â
Penelope would have created another opportunity even if Samantha did not go on the assignment.
Her grudges with Penelope and Harmony had nothing to do with anyone else, although she could not tell Victoria that either.
She pursed her lips lightly and changed the subject. âMs. Goldman, I came here today because I have something to talk to you about.â
âOh?â Victoria looked at her curiously. âWhat is it? Tell me.â
Samantha went there to apply for unpaid leave, but she nevertheless cherished the opportunity to work under Victoria.
However, she had since changed her mind after seeing the poster inside the elevator earlier.
The poster happened to contain a much better idea than her initial unpaid leave.
âI saw the poster inside the elevator. Is that plan true?â
âPlan?â
Victoria thought for a few seconds before understanding what was being referred to. âOh, youâre referring to the new plan that the station has launched? Itâs in preparation, but I donât believe many will sign up. After all, you probably know that itâs dangerous and will take up a long period.â
After a pause, she could not help but ask, âWhy are you asking this? Could you be...interested in that?â
Samantha nodded without hesitation. âYes, Ms. Goldman. Iâd like to sign up.â
âBut...â Victoria was puzzled. âYou and your husband just got married not too long ago, right? Are you sure youâre okay with it, being the newlywed that you are? Besides, is your husband willing to let you?â
Samantha lowered her eyes and did not explain anything. She merely said, âPlease sign me up for it, Ms. Goldman.â
Victoriaâs prejudice against Samantha had been dispelled after their interactions with each other, and Victoria became rather fond of her too.
Samantha was an extremely good prospect who might one day inherit Victoriaâs mantle and surpass her.
Victoria cherished her talent and did not want her to participate in such a dangerous project.
She could see that Samantha was burdened by something, but she was in no position to ask if Samantha did not want to mention it. She frowned and said, âLet me give it some thought. You should go back and consider it further too.â
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Samantha walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.
The elevator began descending and stopped when it reached the third floor. The door opened slowly and outside the door stood Harmony, who was talking on the phone.
Samanthaâs lips twitched.
There were times she viewed Harmony with awe and wondered just how that woman could follow her around all the time like a dog.
Harmony should switch careers and become a paparazzi rather than an anchor. She would definitely be a cut above the other paparazzi and come out on top!
As soon as Harmony saw Samantha, she pretended to have a surprised expression and walked straight into the elevator.
Then, she asked in a very sweet voice, âWhat would you like for dinner, Tim? Something Japanese?â
The other side then said something that made her smile even bigger. âAlright, see you tonight.â
After reluctantly hanging up the phone, Harmony turned to Samantha and said with a smile, âWhat a coincidence, Sammy. Care to join us for dinner this evening? Tim and I will treat you to something delicious to nurture your body.â
Samantha had once pissed her off by doing the same thing, that is, being affectionate on the phone inside the elevator.
It was Harmonyâs turn to give Samantha a taste of her own medicine!
Rather than ignoring Harmony like before or treating her as an inanimate object, she turned around and shot her a look before saying, âNo thanks. You can enjoy your meal with Timothy. Just be careful not to choke and die.â
The smug smile on Harmonyâs face froze.
What she hated most about Samantha was that unyielding reluctance to admit defeat. Samantha still had a sharp tongue even after being abandoned by her husband.
Nevertheless, all Samantha could do was talk because she had become a toothless tiger.
Harmony smiled again. She had a magnanimous expression and spoke as if she was reluctant to take things personally. âIâm worried about your health, Sammy, and you just lost your baby too. Iâll let you have your way then.â
âIf being sarcastic towards me makes you happy, then I wonât hold it against you.â
Samantha cocked her eyebrows lightly. âAre you sure?â
Harmony nodded. âOf course. Weâre both women, right? Like I said before, Iâve always sympathized with you.â
Samantha smirked.
The next second, she raised her hand suddenly and slapped Harmony without hesitation. It was a well-aimed slap that landed squarely on Harmonyâs left cheek.
A crisp sound echoed in the narrow elevator.
Harmony was stunned.
She never thought that Samantha would dare to hit her at such a time.
âYou...â Harmony stared at her in astonishment.
Harmony had only managed to say one word when Samantha raised her hand again and delivered yet another merciless and well-aimed slap on Harmonyâs right cheek!
After that slap, she glared at Harmony coldly and said, âDonât mind if I do then, since youâre letting me have my way and wonât hold it against me!â
Harmony staggered back by the two slaps and her anger had shot through the roof. Samantha had attacked her countless times, but she always had to hold back because she needed the baby in Samanthaâs stomach!
Since Samantha was of no use anymore and was also presently weak, it was about time for her to teach that b*tch a lesson!
Harmony raised her fist and deliberately aimed a punch at Samanthaâs lower abdomen.