Chapter 194
Chapter 194
Julian found Autumn harder and harder to understand. She hadn’t even secured her footing in the company, yet she was busy making enemies everywhere.
Wasn’t she afraid of crashing and burning?
Keith swirled the wine in his glass. “So, Mr. Carter, are you saying I’m letting emotions get the better of me p>
Autumn had no interest in listening to them talk business any longer.
She stood and said to Keith, “I’m going to the restroom.” 1
She thought he wouldn’t bother responding, but to her surprise, he replied cooperatively, “Alright p>
Autumn paused for half a second, then quickly left the room. Just before the door shut behind her, she heard Luna’s voice.
“Mr. Sinclair, business is business. Personal grudges shouldn’t interfere with work. Surely you understand that better than we do p>
High-level players, indeed. One careless step and you’d fall right into their game.
But everyone seated inside was an old fox in their own right-no fools among them. No one was about to be outplayed so easily.
To Keith, Luna’s little tricks probably weren’t even worth noticing.
It almost seemed like, aside from Keith, the others in the room were blind fools-nothing more than Luna’s sycophants.
Outside, Autumn asked a server for the restroom and went straight there.
When she came out, she spotted Jasmine at the sink, fixing her makeup in the mirror.
Autumn went to another sink, turned on the tap, and smoothed back the strands of hair clinging to her face.
Jasmine dabbed on lipstick, lifted her chin proudly, and sneered, “Autumn, I never thought you’d stoop so low. Making a fool of me in front of everyone today.
“Didn’t I tell you? Calling the police over something so petty-they won’t show. Looks like you miscalculated.
“How does it feel to be played? Don’t say I didn’t warn you-men can’t be trusted. Better rein yourself in, or when you lose favor, you’ll end up miserable p>
An orphan with no one to rely on should know her place-take the insults, keep her head down, and live quietly.
Not flaunt scraps of power, selling herself for a man’s favor, and then swagger around making enemies.
Didn’t Autumn fear that once she lost her backer, she’d be ruined?
Autumn turned off the faucet, her eyes cool as she looked at Jasmine. “Don’t worry. The police will be here soon. Or are you just that eager to get inside already p>
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She really couldn’t understand Jasmine. No family background, no money at home, and only by clinging to Luna did she manage to land a stable job.
So where did she get the audacity to lecture her?
She was truly overestimating herself.
Last night Autumn had added Selena’s uncle on her contacts, but the request was still pending.
She figured he was probably too busy to notice, so she hadn’t thought much of it.
Then, with her follow-up appointment and her grandmother falling ill, the matter had completely slipped her mind.
Now, seeing Jasmine again, it came back to her. She should probably mention it to Selena and ask her to arrange a time for them to meet face-to-face.
Jasmine scoffed and went on applying lipstick, clearly not taking Autumn’s words seriously.
Autumn couldn’t be bothered with her either: Jasmine was far too arrogant, carrying herself with such
condescension it was hard not to bristle.
She’d just wait and see-once the police arrived, would Jasmine still be able to keep up that attitude?
As Autumn stepped out of the restroom, Jasmine’s phone rang from inside her bag. She answered it, though Autumn couldn’t hear what was said on the other end.