“Would you like to come in for some tea before you go?” Yvonne offered out of courtesy.
“Maybe next time. I have some things to take care of at the office,” Marina politely declined.
Yvonne didn’t press the issue. She stood at the gate, watching Marina’s van drive away before turning to walk toward the house.
As the van slowly pulled away from the residential area and onto the main road, Marina kept her eyes fixed on the rearview mirror until the mansion disappeared from view.
Her assistant glanced at her and sighed. “Being born into the right family is everything, isn't it? Girls like Ms. Spencer and Ms. Jones get any opportunity they want just by asking. Meanwhile, everyone else has to claw their way up from the bottom, trading drinks and sleeping their way into a role.”
Marina lowered her gaze, her expression unreadable.
“Still,” the assistant continued, “you’re getting married soon. You’ll finally be free of all this.” Having been with Marina since the start of her career, the assistant had witnessed firsthand how hard her journey had been. More than anyone, she wanted to see Marina find happiness.
The van finally came to a stop in the underground parking garage of the Nexus Media building.
Marina, wearing a hat and sunglasses, stepped into the elevator with her assistant. It shot up from the garage directly to the executive floor.
“Marina,” the executive secretary greeted her respectfully. “Chairman Spencer has been waiting for you in his office. Please, follow me.”
Marina nodded and followed the secretary toward the chairman’s office. When her assistant tried to follow, another secretary stepped in her way.
“Chairman Spencer only wishes to see Marina. You can go home now.”

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