Even though this opportunity came through Molly's connections, Natasha couldn't bring herself to refuse it.
She was genuinely torn. She would eventually reach her goals if she kept following her slow, steady path. It would be tough, but effort always paid off.
Still, to reach Quentin's level would take her at least another ten years. The thought alone kept her up the entire night.
When she woke up the next day, she felt like she had been injected with adrenaline. Without hesitation, she dialed Molly's number.
"I wasn't sure you'd call," Molly said as soon as she picked up, her tone pleased. "But clearly, you're smart."
In Molly's eyes, using other people's resources to get ahead wasn't a bad thing.
But first and foremost, one had to have strong personal abilities, and Natasha certainly had those.
"I'm curious, though. What's your relationship with Mr. Foster?" Molly asked.
The sudden question made Natasha's face flush red.
She stammered, "We don't... have any kind of relationship."
"Good. Because the way he stood up for you at the lab... I've never seen him act like that before," Molly said, sounding relieved.
After hanging up, Natasha patted her cheeks lightly. She told herself to get her act together as there were still a lot of things she needed to do.
When she arrived at the lab, she immediately noticed that the way everyone looked at her had changed.
All the fawning and flattery that used to be directed at Nicole was now aimed at her.
Natasha scanned the room but didn't see Nicole anywhere.
Sidling up to her, Xavier said, "Don't bother looking. She was officially kicked out the day before yesterday. Honestly, she probably knew she couldn't stay and just quit on her own."
Natasha nodded slightly.
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