George Robbins unbuttoned his shirt hastily, speaking urgently, "Once Charlotte Thompson is gone, the position of Design Director will be vacant. You'll step in directly."
Florienna Ellis let out a crisp, amused laugh.
She playfully pushed George Robbins' chest, her tone coquettish and teasing, "That's not what you originally promised me. You said I'd be made Vice President—why am I being demoted now?"
Their unabashed laughter echoed around them.
Teddy Carter felt as if countless sharp blades were piercing his heart, an unbearable pain searing through him.
He finally understood why Florienna had always been indifferent toward him. She only ever treated him like a tool to speak on her behalf.
To her, their relationship was likely nothing more than simple manipulation, devoid of any deeper significance or complexity.
He desperately wanted to storm into the office and demand answers from these two despicable people—just what did he mean to them?
