Chapter 454 “Uncle Ivan, didn’t you promise that you’d guide me through building the base for this? Why did you give it to Catelyn?”
“Catelyn has better knowledge in this, so she’s more fit to do this. I’ll arrange other tasks for you.”
“But you promised me first!” Amy stomped and pointed at Catelyn. “What did this woman say or do to you? Don’t let her fool you, Uncle Ivan! She’s a foreigner, and she’s probably dirty and has some sort of weird disease!”
Burning with rage, Amy raised her hand and was ready to strike Catelyn across the face.
Catelyn’s gaze dulled coldly as she grabbed Amy by the wrist and swung her arm away.
“The manager gave us the task some time ago, and you’re the one who hasn’t been taking it seriously. Now that I’ve been chosen to be in charge of it, you’re throwing a fit? Is this what you Franch people are like? How noble of you!”
Catelyn had no intention of arguing with Amy, but her continuous verbal assault and discrimination had triggered Catelyn to a point of no return.
Amy was taken aback by Catelyn’s cold rage. She turned to Ivan and started crying, acting vulnerable.” Uncle Ivan, look at what Catelyn is saying! I did take it seriously…”
Ivan was irritated by the arguments.
He looked at Amy and asked, “If you did take it seriously, where’s your submission? If yours is better than Catelyn’s, I’m open to changing my mind anytime.”
“…” Amy’s eyes twitched and uttered under her breath, “I’m not done with it yet…”
“Then why are you throwing a fit? Did I say I’ll stop giving you other tasks or stop guiding you?”
“I’m just irritated that you’d let an Amarican be in charge of this…”
The office was quiet and vacant since most people were still out for lunch break.
She walked past the washroom and turned to the pantry to get herself some coffee when all of a sudden, she heard what sounded like heavy panting.
She followed the source of the noise and walked a few steps forward.
Through the door’s tiny gap, she saw a man and woman tangled in each other’s arms.
The man was dressed neatly as he sat on top of a shelf.
The woman’s long, blond hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her shirt was loose and would occasionally slip off her body in the slightest movement.
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