Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83 

Valerie had that creeping feeling that someone was gossiping about her. She was in her office, going through some stuff, and figured it was time to stash the files 

Ronald came in and said, “Hey, Valerie, forget the outside noise. Focus on memorizing these materials. We rarely have someone go for Noria Group. Don’t blow it.” He wasted no time in the morning, dragging Valerie into the office to hit the books. He was even more anxious about Valerie’s Noria Group selection than she was 

Valerie chuckled. “But everyone else is working. 

Can’t slack off or they’ll gossip.” 

“I told you to do it. Who’d dare say anything? If they do, they should aim to be a top salesperson too and get into Noria Group,” Ronald huffed. “But Valerie. I’ll really miss you if you leave. You’ve gotta visit us whenever you can.” 

“Don’t worry, Ronald. Honestly, you’ve had my back all these years. I already see you as family. Valerie admitted 

Ronald felt relieved. “Leaving might be for the best. With Dylan’s backing, he’d keep targeting you if you stayed. At Noria Group, he can’t control you anymore. Maybe one day, you’ll be overseeing him.” 

Valerie smiled. She hadn’t thought that far ahead. For now, the most appealing part about Noria Group was the doubled salary. 

Suddenly, they heard a ruckus outside. Valerie said, “You sit tight, I’ll go check it out” 

In the lobby, everyone wore curious expressions. Isabel, who’d been fired days ago and never picked up her things, had returned. Her locker had been given to someone new, who packed her stuff in a bag and left it in the corner. 

Isabel exploded, yelling at the new employee, “Who said you could touch my stuff?” 

The terrified newbie backed off. Valerie stepped up to shield her, giving Isabel a serious side–eye. 

“Isabel, calm down. Company rules, not her fault. And you’re supposed to take your stuff when you leave. No one’s obligated to store your personal belongings.” Valerie said, cutting to the chase. 

Seeing Valerie, Isabel froze, her anger intensifying “Valerie, you’re not one to lecture me. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be in this mess,” 

“Isabel, if you weren’t up to no good, nobody would’ve messed with you. Take your stuff and leave. Already wrecked your reputation enough?” Valerie’s casual tone hit a nerve, leaving Isabel seething. She snatched the bag and stormed out 

The more Isabel thought about it, the angrier she got. How dare Valerie, that country bumpkin, talk like she was all that? After the mess at Noria Group, even Dylan ditched her. Now Arcton Cars fired her too, and no Noria Group subsidiary would hire her. She had to find a new job, no way around it