Chapter 29 The President Invites You
“Annie… That…”
As one of the women noticed Annie’s reddened face, she knew their conversation had been overheard.
If Annie had been a small-fry like Angel, then it would not have matter, but she was Annie Lane. She had Myles Jennings protecting her. She did not dare to offend her, so she hastily wanted to explain.
“Annie, we haven’t been able to congratulate you.”
Another woman tugged on Annie’s arm warmly. When she smiled, the powder on her face cracked.
“Thank you, but there’s nothing to congratulate. I… I’m going back to work.”
Annie was pulled back to reality by that line. Her small face reddened yet again in an instant, and her head lowered unconsciously. She turned away and headed for her seat, hand still holding that empty mug.
“Tch, what’s there to be so smug about? Still acting so high and mighty.”
The other woman who had not said anything finally spoke scornfully. Among these three women, she was the youngest and was also the prettiest and trendiest one.
In her eyes,
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