Chapter 390:
The words she had whispered to Trenton earlier were not only ignored, but there was also a chance he could relay them to Eileen.
Zola wasnât concerned about Eileen finding out; she was more focused on seizing another opportunity to undermine her.
The room was brightly lit, and the admiration for Eileen was unmistakableâperhaps even to the blind!
After a few moments of group chatter, Trenton turned and began speaking quietly to Eileen.
âAre you and Ms. Murray not seeing eye to eye?â
Eileen quickly understood what Zola had been up to. âItâs just business. Weâre all competitors here. It doesnât matter if I see eye to eye with her.â
Trenton laughed, patting his knee. âTrue enough, but if it werenât for me today, I guess you really wouldâve had a hard time.â
In the business world, a woman had to either be strong enough to command respect or willing to swallow her pride and accept losses.
Eileen knew exactly what kind of losses she might have to endure.
She was about to respond when a cold liquid suddenly spilled onto her trousers.
Without looking to see who it was, Zola had already turned to fetch a tissue.
âIâm so sorry, Ms. Curtis. It was an accident. I just came over to toast you and didnât expect this to happen. Please donât be upset.â
âMs. Murray, let me handle it.â Raymond quickly stepped in. He didnât take the tissue from Zola but instead grabbed two fresh ones and handed them to Eileen.
Eileen began cleaning her trousers, uncertain what kind of juice Zola had spilled.
It was now dripping from her trousers onto her feet, leaving a sticky sensation.
âMs. Curtis, there are spare shoes in the car. Iâll get them for you and find a room where you can change.â
Raymond took out his phone, tapped a few times, and had already rebooked a room.
Though it was just to change shoes, with so many men present, it would be impolite not to excuse herself.
âPlease excuse me for a moment.â
Eileen stood up and left the room, closely followed by Raymond, who muttered softly, âShe did that on purpose. I saw her trip herself.â
Eileen responded coolly, âI know. She probably wants to cozy up to Trenton while Iâm gone.â
It was such a lame trick.
Raymond pointed to a room at the end of the corridor. âThatâs the room I just booked. You can rest there for a while. Iâll go get your shoes.â
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