One of them pulled Lucy aside, while the other pressed the button on the elevator. “Ms. Moore, here you go. Mr. Thompson is waiting for you upstairs. Regarding this random woman, please don’t mind her. She’s sick and in love with Mr. Thompson. She’s dreaming of being his lover. All of us in the building know this. The reason why the two of us are guarding the elevator is to prevent her from sneaking up to harass Mr. Thompson.”
Upon hearing this, Isabelle recalled something.
There has been a series of discussions among the employees of the design department recently about the lady from the janitorial department. It was rumored that she had feelings for Shane. So it’s her!
Isabelle looked at Lucy, clearly repulsed by what she had just heard.
Meeting Isabelle’s gaze, Lucy could feel her sense of inferiority intensify.
However, she was more infuriated!
It turned out that the bodyguards were there specifically to stop her from going upstairs!
This is too much! When I meet Shane, I’ll get him to fire all of you!
Isabelle could not figure out what Lucy was thinking about. She walked toward Lucy and sized her up contemptuously.
She pursed her lips and said, “So you are the shameless janitor who has no self-awareness. You’re not pretty or sexy! You’re just a janitor! How dare you even dream of being with Mr. Thompson? This is preposterous! Don’t you have a mirror? Even I, the daughter of the Moore family, cannot be with Mr. Thompson! Dream on!”
Comparatively, Isabelle was more willing to accept Natalie being with Shane.
At the very least, Natalie was a gorgeous and pretty woman.
Besides, she had won third place in an international competition!
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