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    “Jeffrey, you always wanted me to live a happy, bright life, right? Don’t worry, I’m doing that now. I’ll make sure your wishese true,” she mused.


    Samira brought in some vases. “Rachel, I’ll arrange these flowers so they’llst longer. Seeing them every day will lift your spirits.”


    “Sounds good.”


    Since she had only just recovered, An insisted that Rachel ride in his car for the next week.


    This decision, however, quickly became the source of unexpected office gossip.


    Earlier, Rachel had overheard some employees whispering in the break room.


    And now, after a meeting, a department director, Chloe Yates, stopped her in the hallway.


    “Rachel!”


    Recognizing Chloe’s voice, Rachel turned around, assuming it was about work. She greeted her politely, maintaining a professional demeanor.


    “You’ve climbed the corporatedder so quickly and became a director in no time,” Chloe said.


    “What’s your point?” Rachel immediately picked up on the tone. She had heard these kinds of remarks before—ones that sounded neutral but were anything but friendly.


    Chloe smirked, crossing her arms. “You catch on fast. I’ve been here for years, and every step I’ve taken has been through hard work. Mr. Vance is fair and promotes based on merit. If anyone can’t see their ce and tries to take shortcuts or create a toxic work environment, I’ll be the first to speak out.”


    Rachel nodded and gave her a thumbs-up. “Couldn’t have said it better myself. Anyway, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”


    “Wait!” Chloe called out, unable to hold it in. “I know what you’re doing. You ride in Mr. Vance’s car on purpose to have private moments with him, thinking it’ll get you in his good graces.”


    Rachel raised an eyebrow. “Exactly! I mean, isn’t that what dating is all about? Finding private moments together? We’re both busy during the day, so themute is perfect for a little romance. Thanks for the tip, I’ll be sure to make use of the eveningmute too.”


    Her words weren’t meant to rify anything. Instead, they were aimed at getting under Chloe’s skin, which worked like a charm.


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    Chloe’s face turned red with frustration as she stomped her foot. “How can you be so shameless? You may look pretty, but inside, you’re nothing but maniptive!”


    Rachel casually flipped her hair, her expressionpletely unbothered. “Oh, thanks for thepliment! I do think I’m quite pretty.”


    Chloe was momentarily speechless before finally blurting out, “You have no shame at all!” Without waiting for a response, she stormed off in anger.


    Meanwhile, not far away, Alban had witnessed the entire exchange. He was utterly impressed.


    Recalling the gossip he had overheard in the break room earlier, he felt it was his duty to report everything to An.


    Later, in his office, An paused his writing and looked up when Alban finished recounting the story. “You mean Chloe Yates was the one who ended up getting mad?”


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