The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225 You’ve Transformed Completely

Natasha approached the sink with measured steps, her composure unwavering. “I’m

talking about you. If you need clarification, I’ll gladly gposure unwavering. “I’m

intentione

I’ll gladly specify. Your daily flamboyant

attire speaks volumes about your with the male employees.”

a with a venomous glare. “Are you so

“I’ll rip that mouth off your face!” The woman in the tight skirt quivered with unbridled fury, her eyes blazing crimson as she fixed proud of being a loyal lackey? What has Corrine done to earn such blind devotion? Has she bewitched you into thinking she’s infallible?”

with a paper Natasha turned off the faucet with deliberate slowness, dried her hand towel, and responded with calculated disdain, “Such vulgar language. Did you forget facilities? Perhaps you need assistance cleaning that

basic hygiene after using the

mouth of yours?”

Her position as second–in–command, coupled with her status as Corrine’s trusted right hand, made her virtually untouchable.

The other women, sensing the dangerous trajectory of the confrontation, hastily

muffled their companion’s protests. “Miss Dixon, please excuse her loose tongue. This

is entirely our fault. We’re leaving.”

They practically dragged the furious woman from the restroom bef

further.

she could resist

In their wake, Natasha sagged against the sink, her knees finally betraying her inner turmoil. She drew several steadying breaths before making her way back to the top

floor.

The moment she returned to her office, Corrine’s internal line chirped. “Come to my

office.”

“Right away!” Natasha hurried to comply.

Corrine’s first words cut straight to the heart of the matter. “I hear you got into an

altercation?”

.

Natasha bit her bottom lip as she nodded nervously.

With so many eyeing her position, hungry for any misstep, the speed of information flow didn’t surprise her.

“They were spreading malicious gossip about you.”

To Natasha’s surprise, Corrine’s response was a soft smile. “Let them talk. Their words

can’t diminish me.”

“Absolutely not!” Natasha’s passionate objection burst forth before Corrine could finish.

Corrine’s eyebrow arched with intrigue, prompting Natasha to fidget with her blouse hem as she explained, “You’ve done nothing wrong. The blame lies solely with those who hurt you. You taught me to confront those who cause harm, not to endure their attacks silently.”

Corrine studied her thoughtfully. “Natasha, you’ve transformed completely…”

Indeed, confidence now radiated from her once–timid assistant.