Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 748

Whitney raised her head and shot an indifferent look at the ladies. “What do you want? Do you want to fight?’

Josie Ickleton, who shared a close bond with Lana, quickly offered a smile. “Absolutely not. This is the employees’ cafeteria, and it’s frequented by the company’s higher-ups and employees. It wouldn’t be wise to let the entire company in on the dispute within the logistics department, don’t you agree?”

Whitney lowered her head and ate her lunch. “If you want to fight, I’m ready to accept your challenge whenever you want. But if that’s not the case, then please stop bothering me.”

Her indifferent attitude made the ladies upset. Nevertheless, they didn’t express their anger as they still needed her help.

Lana spoke up. “Whitney, today’s incident was entirely my fault. I only intended to tease you with the mouse, but I never anticipated your ruthless reaction. Honestly, you’ve proven yourself to be more skilled and capable than our male colleagues in the department.”

Whitney grew impatient. “What do you want to say? Just be straightforward.”

“It was a harmless prank, so there’s really no need to involve the higher-ups, right? I know Isaac is your sugar daddy, but please, let’s keep this incident between us. I promise not to play any more tricks on you. Can’t we find a way to get along with each other?”

Whitney furrowed her brows as her hand froze midair. “Allow me to reiterate that I have no personal connection whatsoever with Isaac Turner. Please stop spreading rumors. I don’t want these baseless speculations to tarnish either my own reputation or that of Mr. Isaac Turner.”

The other ladies rolled their eyes silently.

It’s pretty obvious, though. Why is she still playing dumb? Is it that hard to admit that she got this job through him?

Reluctantly, they had no alternative but to relent and offer solace. Lana replied, “Fine if that’s what you want. We won’t bring this up again. You can focus on your responsibilities during your probationary period, and we’ll refrain from interfering in each other’s matters. What do you say?”

Whitney agreed readily, “I won’t complain to anyone. Don’t worry.”

She got up with her tray and left the table where she was surrounded by Lana and the others. She went to a secluded spot in the corner, settled down, and resumed enjoying her meal.

As soon as Whitney left, Lana couldn’t help but scoff. “Let’s just tolerate her for now. When her probationary period nears its end, I’ll figure out a way to get rid of her.”

Josie commented softly, “I must admit, she’s quite skilled. I can’t believe how swiftly she caught that mouse and fearlessly dealt with it. It seems she’s good at fighting. We should be cautious just in case she decides to retaliate.”

Lana remained unperturbed. “She isn’t the only one in the company with a backer.”

The other colleagues swiftly surrounded her, eager for some gossip. “Wow, Lana, who did you hook up with?”

Lana puffed her chest out arrogantly. “Guess who?”

“Is it a manager or supervisor?”

“Don’t tell me it’s a director.”

“Oh, wait. Could it be Mr. Newton?”

Lana’s lips curved into a smile, and she didn’t refute the last statement.

The female colleagues quickly sucked up to her. “Lana, you’re so capable! Mr. Newton has been single for ages, and there’s never been a woman around him. Even his assistants are all male. Did he actually take an interest in you?”

Deep down, Lana was enjoying all the flattery.

She swiftly fabricated a story. “Maybe Mr. Newton developed some interest in me after he called out my name and reprimanded me yesterday. This morning, I coincidentally bumped into him at the office, and he greeted me with a smile and told me not to take yesterday’s incident too seriously.”

In reality, Charles didn’t even show up for work today. However, those in the logistics department rarely had the opportunity to encounter the vice president, let alone Charles himself.

“Wow, Lana, you’re incredible! I can hardly believe you’ve managed to capture the heart of Mr. Newton, who is notorious for his chastity and aloofness!”

“That’s right. Lana, you’re my idol. Tell us more.”

The ladies wholeheartedly placed their trust in Lana and began showering her with praise.

Lana, fueled by their admiration, began spinning intricate details about her alleged conversations with Charles. She found herself almost beginning to believe the very stories she had concocted.

One of the female colleagues, who had remained quiet throughout the conversation, timidly questioned, “Lana, I heard that Mr. Newton exclusively uses the CEO’s private elevator when he’s at the office. Are you sure you bumped into him in the elevator? I don’t mean to undermine you, but Whitney is undeniably stunning. I believe she’s even more beautiful than all of us here.”