Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179: Teach a nice lesson

Flora stepped into the elevator and leaned back against the cold, metallic wall, releasing a quiet sigh. With a weary hand, she pressed the button for the tenth floor and watched the doors slide shut.

"They really think I’m just their errand girl," she muttered under her breath, eyes drifting to the stack of files clutched tightly in her arms. "I made wrong decisions... and now, I keep paying for it, no matter where I go."

The elevator halted at the third floor with a soft ding, and a small group of employees entered. Flora stepped aside, allowing them space, then straightened her posture and fixed her gaze on the ascending floor numbers, silently willing the ride to end quickly.

But soon, the low murmurs and stifled giggles of the women behind her pierced the silence. Their whispers weren’t subtle.

"I can’t believe she has the nerve to show her face here..."

"She should’ve resigned already."

Flora’s grip on the files tightened. Her jaw clenched, but she didn’t turn around. She stood still, doing her best to hold her composure but the remarks kept getting harsher.

"She slept with her sister’s mate. She-wolves like her are a disgrace to the pack," one of the women named Rhea, whispered cruelly. "I don’t know why Alpha Zander hasn’t kicked her out yet."

Flora’s patience snapped.

She spun around to face them with a blazing gaze. "You talk like you’ve never made a mistake in your life. If you’ve got something to say, say it to my face, not behind my back!"

One woman smirked, arms folded. "Flora, you don’t get to raise your voice when you’re the one in the wrong."

Then Rhea stepped forward with a sharp glare. "You’ve got the audacity to walk back into this office after betraying your own sister? You’re nothing but a shameless bitch."

The elevator dinged. Just as the doors slid open, Rhea made her move.

In one swift motion, she tilted her cup, spilling scalding coffee onto Flora’s blouse and chest.

"Ahhh!" Flora cried out, stumbling back in shock and pain, the files in her hands scattering to the floor.

By the time she tried to push Rhea away, Rhea had already stepped back with a smug look. The others laughed under their breath, walking out one by one, leaving Flora in the elevator, wet, burned, and humiliated.

Flora’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she crouched down, hurriedly gathering the scattered files with trembling hands.

Her fingers stung from the heat of the coffee, but she pressed on, refusing to break down.

By the time the elevator reached the tenth floor. She stepped out, ignoring the curious glances from those passing by, and made her way to the senior manager’s desk.

Without a word, she placed the files down and walked away.

The moment she entered the restroom, she locked the door behind her and rushed to the sink. Pulling out a wad of tissue, she soaked it with water and began dabbing at the coffee-stained shirt.

"They think they can break me with petty cruelty," she muttered through clenched teeth. "They think I’ll shatter because of this..."

Her reflection stared back at her, filled with pain. Tears welled up, threatening to spill, but she blinked them back fiercely.

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