Chapter 524 Intentional Disclosure
Jennifer remained frozen in front of the company’s entrance. She looked down at the hand with which she slapped Amelia Winters earlier. Her mind was a mess right now. She worried that Oscar might go after her parents for trouble since he had witnessed her slapping Amelia.
Laura, Jennifer’s mother, was already in such mental disarray. Hence, Jennifer didn’t want to worsen things by pushing her already broken family further into an unimaginable nightmare.
After what happened to her mother, Jennifer was no longer the arrogant, self-righteous daughter of a wealthy family. She had learned to self-deprecate and not overestimate her importance.
“Ms. Larson.” A hand was waving before her eyes. She looked up and saw that it was the girl who always passed by her, but she didn’t know the latter’s name.
“Hi, Ms. Larson. My name is Rory Sanders. You don’t look well. Would you like to join me at the café nearby? Drinking coffee might help alleviate your mood. So, what do you think? Are you interested in joining me?”
It was then that Jennifer stared intently at Rory. The latter felt her heart skip a beat upon seeing Jennifer’s unwavering gaze.
“Sure.” Jennifer nodded, surprising Rory, who thought she would get turned down.
The duo then went to a café nearby. As it was after office hours, it wasn’t crowded. They picked a table near the window and took a seat.
The two had ordered lattes. When the waiter served the freshly brewed coffee, Jennifer stirred her cup with a teaspoon. By then, she had returned to her usual aloof and arrogant demeanor.
She felt that an entry-level white collar like Rory was only an ordinary woman and not of the same class as her. In truth, she merely joined Rory for a coffee to obtain some information from the latter.
“Are you close with Amelia Winters?” Jennifer asked.
Rory nodded. A smile graced her features as she replied, “We work in the same department, so I know her better than the others do.”
“It seems you two have a close relationship. In that case, why did you ask to have coffee with me? I’m sure you know I’m not on good terms with her. Aren’t you afraid that she’ll be wary of you once she learns you met me behind her back?” Jennifer’s lips thinned as she looked at Rory with a cynical smile.
Rory took a sip of her coffee and replied, “Ms. Larson, I’m only a village girl who just graduated from university. Meanwhile, she’s Mrs. Clinton. Her wealthy husband adores her to bits. Do you think someone with her status will want to be my friend? Tsk. She’s only being nice to me out of pity. She promised to help me attain the supervisor position this time around, yet she eventually recommended another colleague from the same department to the boss. That person is now a supervisor, while I’ve become the laughing stock of the department. Do you still think she and I are close? She’s only putting up a kind front. Nobody knows that she’s more heartless than everyone else. I figured it’s better to befriend you, someone who shares the same sentiments toward my enemy. Hence, I wondered if you wanted to be my friend. Of course, it’s up to you whether you’re willing to befriend a village girl like me.”
Jennifer sized her up cautiously. Then, she chuckled and extended a hand while saying, “Friends?”
Rory reached out too and held the former’s hand. “Friends.”
The two gazed at each other as though they had reached a consensus.
“Did you say you come from the village? I can’t tell, though,” Jennifer said, crossing her arms before her chest.
Rory smiled and replied, “Country bumpkins like me have to dress ourselves up once we get into the workplace. Nonetheless, a defective item will also remain defective regardless of the cover-up. No matter how pretty I dress myself up, I am always a village girl. That’s why I try my best to climb up the corporate ladder. It’s also the reason I’m currying favor with someone wealthy like you now, Ms. Larson.”
Rory knew wealthy people were usually cautious. Instead of concealing her true intent, she felt it was better to own up to them and be frank. That way, those wealthy people would think of her as sincere, and they might change their perspective toward her. After all, a good word from such affluent people could help her climb the corporate ladder without any hurdles.
Jennifer glanced at her again and smiled. “I didn’t expect you to tell me the truth so plain and simple. You’re indeed a forthright person.”
“Ms. Larson, a nobody like me who wants to befriend someone like you has nothing but a sincere heart. However, you’re born in a wealthy family, so you’re never short of money and people to flatter you. Hence, I figured all you’re looking for is sincerity from others. Am I right, Ms. Larson?” Rory candidly asked.
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