Thanks to the Marson family's strict upbringing and Lucas's years of domineering influence, she had developed an exceptionally patient temperament.
Especially when she was on the verge of exploding with rage, she always managed to rein herself in.
The voice on the other end of the line dripped with apology, but the gist was clear—because the chairman had a trusted insider to place, she was being unceremoniously shoved aside, told to go cool her heels somewhere else.
Who would have thought even a lowly intern assistant position could be subject to nepotism and backdoor dealings?
And why did it have to be *her* spot?
Though she was seething enough to curse up a storm, she bit it all back.
After all, she had no powerful connections—just a nobody, easily crushed by anyone with a bit of clout.
"Alright, got it... bye!"
She had meant to say "see you," but considering she'd rather walk through fire than step foot in Jason Corp again, "bye" felt more fitting.
