Chapter 590: Chapter 296: Once Holding a Grudge Against Someone, Pursue it to the End (3 more)_2
"It won’t be long before Evie Larkin resigns."
"My God, Evie Larkin has made such significant contributions to the company.
She’s been with the company for so many years.
Old man Forrest has always been exceptionally kind to her, treating her as if she were his daughter-in-law.
This must be quite a shock for old man Forrest too.
Jane Quinlan, that woman is really something.
To rise to the top, she didn’t mind being the other woman, and she’s so brazen about it, it’s really...
If I were Evie Larkin, I wouldn’t be able to continue working here either."
Jane Quinlan gritted her teeth, such bad luck.
She’s been in an honest relationship, how did she become the other woman?
How did she supposedly steal someone else’s boyfriend?
This matter is just too infuriating.
Every day, it’s the same topic, discussed over and over again.
You tell me, I tell her, what’s the point?
"Hey, are you done? I’m done," the two people in the restroom were about to come out.
"Done, let’s go, out we go."
Jane Quinlan thought, she has to make an example of someone, she can’t keep enduring this.
She hasn’t done anything wrong, why should she continue to shrink back like a Black Turtle?
She’s unwilling.
The two finished their conversation and flushed the toilet before coming out.
Seeing Jane Quinlan standing at the door with crossed arms listening, both were startled.
They looked at each other, unsure of what to do, and then tried to walk out.
Jane Quinlan spread her arms at the entrance of the restroom: "Don’t leave just yet, I have a question for you."
"We have nothing to say to you."
"But I do," Jane Quinlan’s eyes sharpened, did they think they could talk behind her back and just walk away?
Not so easy.
"You said I stole Ms. Larkin’s man, that I took her boyfriend, do you have any proof?"
Neither of them spoke and nudged each other with their elbows.
"Why aren’t you talking, or should I step out so you can get your story straight?" Jane Quinlan’s tone was calm.
"Just now, you mentioned how I stole Ms. Larkin’s man.
Could you explain in detail how I allegedly did that?
I’m a curious person, and if you don’t tell me, I’ll be really upset.
I’m the type of person who, let’s say, holds grudges and can be quite petty.
Usually, I don’t make enemies, but once I bear a grudge against someone, it’s relentless."
As she spoke, she looked at the work badges of the two, one named Stephen Quentin, the other Frances Lewis.
Seeing her gaze, Stephen Quentin covered his name badge with his hand.
"Why are you looking at my badge?"
"Just curious about your name.
If I’m going to take revenge on those who’ve hurt me, I need to know their names."
"We don’t know what you’re talking about; when did we ever hurt you?"
Jane Quinlan smiled: "So, you think I’m made of steel and that your words just now didn’t hurt me?
Talking behind someone’s back is one thing, but you should at least stick to the facts.
What’s this, making things up? Do you know what defamation is?"
"We weren’t talking about anything just now.
Maybe it’s all in your head."
Hearing Stephen Quentin say this, Frances Lewis immediately added: "Yeah, what are you talking about?
You can’t accuse us of something we didn’t do here, this business about being the other woman.
We’ve never even heard of it, okay?"
Jane Quinlan was dumbfounded, utterly astonished.
She heard every single word they said just now, and now they’re acting like it never happened?
Delusional disorder?
What clever imaginations they have.
Fine, so you have the nerve to do it but not to own up to it, huh?
Alright, it’s like forcing a dog to jump over a wall... uh, that’s not right, it’s like forcing a decent person to use their trump card.
"Whether you admit it or not, if you want to wag your tongues, stick to the facts and don’t slander people.
First, I did not steal Ms. Larkin’s boyfriend.
When I was with Kay Forrest, his ex-girlfriend was a foreigner, and they had already broken up a long time ago.
Second, I don’t go to the tea room, and I even avoid the restroom not because I’m guilty.
It’s because I was afraid that situations like this would make you feel awkward.
But now it seems like I was too considerate for nothing.
Third, the clothes I’m wearing are from Paris Fashion, and my boyfriend bought them for me.
I can wear clothes like this because I deserve to.
If you have the ability, find a boyfriend who loves you as much to show off as well.
Isn’t it because you’re disgusted with me being with Kay that you’re doing this?
Then go ahead and try to snatch him away with your big moves.
Nobody here is afraid of you, just so you know.
If you can’t handle it then keep your mouths shut and save your breath.
Last but not least, let me leave you with a saying, ’Trouble comes from the mouth.’ I never tangled with you not because I’m afraid of you.
You’re getting cockier now and every word is hitting my sore spot.
You can accuse me of anything, but I won’t tolerate being labeled a homewrecker."
After finishing her speech, she stepped aside and said, "I’ve said what I wanted to, the floor is yours now."
After looking at her, Stephen Quentin quickly grabbed Frances Lewis and they both left.
Jane Quinlan took a deep breath; it wasn’t that she had finished speaking, she just couldn’t hold back anymore.
Lately, to avoid listening to all that gossip, her bladder had really suffered.
She couldn’t keep treating her body this way in the future; she had to take better care of herself.
Just the other day she had seen on the news that a person’s biggest asset is their own body.
Apparently, in the outside world, organs have a clear price tag and are sold.
The liver, heart, spleen, lungs, kidneys, corneas, and all the other organs put together could support an ordinary person’s extravagance for a lifetime.
So she needed to cherish her body, she couldn’t let it keep suffering for these unworthy people.
After coming out of the restroom, she passed by the office and oddly enough, the office fell silent.
She silently walked through the office, entered the corridor, and sat down at her own desk.
After a moment of silence, she sent a message to Kay Forrest.
"Forrest, let’s go to the cafeteria for lunch today, I want to try the taste of their food."
Within three minutes, Kay had called her.
Jane Quinlan answered with a chuckle, "Why make the extra effort to call, wouldn’t a text have sufficed?"
"Just wanted to hear your voice."
"Psh, one day you’ll get tired of it, you know."
"No, I won’t. Your charm is too great. Why the sudden urge to eat in the cafeteria?
You’ve been avoiding people these past few days, not doing that today?"
Jane Quinlan pouted, "Yeah, I’m not avoiding anymore. I’m not a street rat, why should I always be the one stepping back?
By the way, are you going to be really busy at noon today?
Will going to the cafeteria with me delay your work?"
"No, no matter how busy, I always have time to eat with you.
Since you’ve thought it through, I’ll accompany you to the cafeteria."
"Alright, then let’s connect at noon."
After hanging up, Jane Quinlan sighed, feeling that no matter what, she had to do something for herself.
If she continued like this, she would really become the most infamous homewrecker throughout the company.
If she didn’t stand up for herself, could she actually expect that bunch to let her be?