Marrying

Valerie sped along, trying to make it to the office on time but still a few minutes late. She hurried inside the office building when she accidentally bumped into label Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Isabel was still dressed in her glamorous outfit, with an arrogant look. When she saw Valerie, she couldn’t help but say in a sarcastic tone. “Hey, look who is it! Is in Valerie! Dylan asked us to get to work on time, but you’re late. Looks like you really don’t take Dylan seriously…” 

Before she could finish her sentence, she was knocked right out of the way by Katherine from behind. 

Katherine rolled her eyes nonchalantly “Yeah, we know you’re the best staff here and you’re the one who takes Dylan seriously and takes him into your room and on your bed. You’re not afraid that Dylan will fuck you to death sooner or later?” 

“Katherine, watch your language,” Tubel shouted angrily. 

“Did I say anything wrong” Every word I say is the truth. Why should 

should I watch my language!” 

Katherine’s words struck a nerve with Isabel, causing her face to visibly pale with anger. Feeling all eyes on her, Isabel decided it was best to beat a hasty retreat, stomping off angrily in her high heels to avoid making a scene, 

Katherine watched Isabel slink off with a satisfied smirk, then turned her gize to Valerie. “People like her need to be taken down a peg by others. If she dares to get snarky with you next time, just give me the word. I be happy to put her in her place 

Valerie smiled, amused by Katherine’s protectiveness. Though younger, Katherine was Bercely defensive of her, afraid Valerie might be bullied by 

the likes of label. 

“Thank you, Katherine. But you don’t really have to offend Isabel for me,” said Valerie. She wasn’t 

the type to let herself be pushed around either. 

“Nonsense, your troubles are my troubles.” Katherine waved her off. “Besides, if it weren’t for you bailing out Caleb last time, he would have lost a lot of monry 

Idenly noticed something off about Valerie’s wrist. “Hold on, how did you manage to hurt 

Katherine was in the middle of her spiel when she suddenly yourself?**** 

“Just a minor incident, nothing to worry about. Valerie rushed to downplay it, not wanting Katherine to fuss. “I’ll just pop into the changing room and get changed.” Valerie was grateful to have a spare outfit on hand for such occasions. 

However, Valerie soon realized her injury w 

was more serious than she had initially thought. As she removed her clothing, she saw that her elbows had been deeply scraped by the gravel, leaving two nasty–looking wounds. No wonder the pain had been so intense. 

Valerie steeled herself and sterilized the cuts with alcohol before covering them with sterile cloths. When she came out of the changing room, she found that all her coworkers had arrived. It seemed they had been summoned to a companywide meeting at headquarters, with each branch required to send two representatives 

Dylan named Isabel as one of the attendees. Just as he was about to randomly select the second representative, Will Moreno, the company’s general manager unexpectedly nominated Valerie as well 

“Valerie’s going too?” Dylan was a bit surprised. 

Will smiled. “Valerie was last year’s top seller and also the representative of our Arcton Cars. It’s appropriate for her to attend” 

Although Dylan didn’t hold Mr. Moreno in particularly high regard, he knew he had to show some outward deference. More pressingly, Valerie’s complaint letter from last time had brought Matthew in person, making Dylan wary of offending her further. 

The car arrived at the meeting site and label was full of resentment all the way. She begged Dylan for a long time to get this place, but she didn’t expect Valerie to get another place easily 

“You usually pretend to be very simple. I can’t believe you’re actually scheming. I bet you sweet talked Mr. Moreno into sending you here, all so you could try to land a rich guy, am I right?” 

Valerie feigned a look of surprise. “So that’s your game plan – to snag a rich man? Well, you better hurry up then. If you don’t, all the eligible bachelors will be snatched up by the other women.” 

“You” Label sputtered angrily, but Valerie had already turned on her heel and walked off, no longer entertaining the confrontation. 

However, as Valerie ventured further into the conference hall, she finally understood why label was so hell–bent on securing a spot at this event. 

It was clear this was less a typical corporate meeting and more of a high–society soiree. The Noria Group headquarters was hosting, and in addition to the branch office personnel, they had also invited a veritable who’s who of local social elites. The lavish decor left no doubt this was an occasion of the utmost prestige. 

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