Angelica heard the receptionist’s message, forced down the irritation bubbling in her chest, and, after a long pause, squeezed out a smile. "Thank you. Otherwise, Selina probably wouldn’t have agreed to see me."
She also noticed a few reporters trailing in behind her and took a slow, deliberate breath.
Ever since Logan had publicly denied going to the hospital for her, online speculation had been swirling. Many were starting to doubt whether the child was even his.
Angelica couldn’t afford to wait anymore—she had to stir up a scandal.
She wanted the world to see her as the kind, wronged one—and Selina as cruel and jealous. She needed the public on her side.
More importantly, she needed Logan to feel sorry for her.
Angelica made her way upstairs and, with an air of delicate innocence, stood beside Selina like a fragile flower wilting in the wind.
Selina lounged comfortably, watching her. She didn’t speak. She waited... until Angelica was sweating under the tension.
"Sit down," Selina finally said.
Angelica bit her lip. "If my dear little sister Selina doesn’t want me to sit, how could I dare?"
Selina blinked inwardly. Wow. Is she switching up her tactics now?
Trying the whole helpless act so people would think Selina was bullying her?
Too bad Angelica had miscalculated—Selina didn’t give a damn what people thought.
She nodded coolly. "Okay, then stay standing."
Angelica’s expression froze. "..."
Selina sipped her tea unhurriedly. Angelica said nothing, so neither did she. After all, it wasn’t her legs that were cramping.
Bang.
"Mrs. Reid!"
Suddenly, the office door burst open. A middle-aged man rushed in, uninvited, face full of urgency. "You’re Mrs. Reid, right?"
Selina didn’t recognize him. "And you are...?"
The man drew a deep breath. "Mrs. Reid, I’m the general manager of Product Division A here at Reid Group. My name is Wilson. Could we talk for a moment?"
Selina’s eyes narrowed sharply. She glanced meaningfully at Angelica.
Wilson. General manager. Could this be the same Manager Wilson Amelia had planted?
She lowered her gaze. "Sure, Manager Wilson. What would you like to discuss?"
"Mrs. Reid, I earned my master’s from a top university overseas. I’ve worked at Reid Group for over a decade. I may not be perfect, but I’ve worked hard. Please—could you ask Mr. Reid to retract his decision to fire me?"
Selina raised an eyebrow. Logan moved that fast?
"Manager Wilson, you know very well why you were fired. What’s the point of pleading with me?"
Wilson’s tone grew more desperate. "It was just a small mistake! Why terminate me over it? Mrs. Reid, please, I’m begging you! And let’s be honest—wasn’t I fired because of you? I can’t accept that!"
Selina was stunned. Because of her? Was the explosion somehow her fault now?
She opened her mouth to respond—
—but Angelica beat her to it.
Eyes misty, Angelica said gently, "Selina, this really isn’t right. We should be kind to others. How could you fire someone so essential to the company just because of personal grudges?"
Manager Wilson’s eyes darted quickly. "Mrs. Reid, just because I once spoke a few kind words about Miss Angelica, you’ve held a grudge all this time? And now you’ve fired me over it? This company isn’t even yours—what gives you the right to act so recklessly?"
Angelica sighed, shaking her head. "Selina, Manager Wilson has served Reid Group loyally for over ten years. You shouldn’t just fire him like that. I know you’re upset with me, but let’s not drag innocent people into our conflict. Don’t you agree?"
Selina watched the little performance—the seamless back-and-forth—and didn’t rush to respond.
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