Crystal Chelsea had never been so publicly humiliated in her entire life.
The color drained from her face, and she clenched her fists so hard her knuckles turned white, barely suppressing the urge to tremble.
Gia Vance offered a gentle, comforting out. "Don't take it to heart. If Mr. Harcourt really listened to you, he wouldn't have run off to be Noreen's assistant."
Crystal forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.
Dylan Wilder remained in his seat, not offering a single word of support from start to finish. He just stared down at his phone as if the whole scene had nothing to do with him.
Yet Seth Harcourt actually stood up to defend Noreen.
The comparison only made the bitter taste in her mouth stronger. She forced a stiff smile that looked more like a grimace.
Unable to sit there any longer, she stood up and headed for the door, suppressing her emotions. "I'm going to the restroom."
Gia immediately followed.
The moment they left, Jude Wilder couldn't help but complain. "What is wrong with you two? Why on earth did you bring Crystal and Gia here? Are you just begging for drama?"
Dylan made his stance clear. "She didn't come here for me today. Don't pin this on me."
Healy Naylor sighed helplessly. "When you called me, Gia happened to overhear. She insisted on tagging along. What was I supposed to do?"
Outside the door, Crystal froze in her tracks, the remaining color bleeding from her face.
She looked at Gia, whose lips were tightly pressed together, her gaze turning cold.
Neither of them said a word.
The harsh, pale lights in the hallway made their expressions look exceptionally grim.
In the restroom, Crystal exploded. "Who the hell does Noreen Gilmore think she is? Does she even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as me? Everyone knows she slept her way into Seth's bed using underhanded tricks!"
Gia echoed her sentiments. "Exactly. She really thinks time can erase her filthy past."
"I have no idea what kind of spell she put on Seth! He defends her at every turn!"
"Alright, don't lower yourself by arguing with someone like her," Gia soothed.
Crystal's expression eased slightly. "You're right. Now isn't the time to obsess over this."
She adjusted her attitude, and the two of them walked out of the restroom together.
The moment they left, Lillian Laurent stepped out from one of the stalls.
The other three men were chatting, but their conversation abruptly stopped the moment the women walked in.
That unspoken unity made it glaringly obvious that they were seen as outsiders.
Normally, Crystal would have completely lost her temper.
With her spoiled background, she never tolerated such slights.
But she hadn't forgotten her purpose for coming today, so she forced herself to swallow the humiliation and flashed Jude a bright smile.
"By the way, Jude, I'm actually quite curious. Why did NoMore Corporation choose Winrich?"
She paused before adding, "Cloudway Capital actually showed a lot more sincerity, and our terms are far more generous. NoMore really should consider partnering with us instead."
Jude let out a dry, awkward chuckle.
You've offended both the boss and the boss's wife, and you're still talking about a partnership?
"I don't have a say in that. The collaboration with Winrich was decided by our boss."
Crystal immediately seized the opening. "If it's convenient, could you introduce me to the boss of NoMore? I'd like to speak with him face-to-face."

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