“Here comes Xella!” said Rae as she and the others smiled toward Xella. “Have you waited for a long time, Gerald?” asked Xella, smiling as she looked at him. “Not at all!” replied Gerald. Xella was dressed charmingly that day. She was certainly the kind of woman who could bewitch others with a single glance. However, Gerald knew better and actively stopped himself from thinking unnecessary thoughts. “Speaking of which, Xella, I looked at the group chat yesterday. The others were discussing how you had landed a great job. How did you manage to get into the Dream Investment Group? I heard that a billion dollars were required for the registered capital!” said Rae, a slight jealousy projected in her voice. Initially, Rae was considered much better compared to her other classmates in the group. Since she was now dating the tycoon whose family owned a few shops, she was considered quite well-to-do and she was proud of that. She had a great life as well. However, comparing h

Once he had parked his car, Gerald entered the private room. Almost half of his classmates were already there. There were about twenty people and the atmosphere was quite lively. The dining table that they had booked was huge as well. Most of the students there only greeted Gerald casually before turning to look away and continuing talking among themselves. To them, Gerald was simply a poor loser so he was naturally easy to be ignored. Going back to Gerald, there was one thing that surprised him. Both Lilian and Sharon were nowhere to be seen. “By the way, Waylon, why aren’t Lilian and Sharon here? Didn’t they say they would join us?” Similar to Gerald, some of the other classmates were also puzzled. Waylon simply smiled faintly. “They won’t be joining us. They’re not the same as they used to be. They’ve entered rich and powerful circles. They’re arguably the most powerful among us! Why would they ever attend such a small event such as this?” “Oh my, is that really

“Yeah, come on Xella, tell us. What’s wrong?” asked a few of the classmates curiously. Xella nodded before she began sharing an incident that had happened to her in great detail. Not too long after, Gerald’s curiosity was sated. It turned out that not long after she had been recruited by the company, her superior began constantly harassing her. The superior in question was a deputy manager of one of the departments. According to Xella’s description, the deputy manager was a balding man who had lost all his hair around the crown of his head. He looked quite old and obscene in general. Initially, he hadn’t dared to do much. He simply asked Xella out to have meals with him. After rejecting him several times, Xella eventually found it difficult to continue doing so. Hence, she finally decided to accept and have a meal with him one day. From that day onward, the man became more perverted and daring. He constantly called Xella to his office. At the start, he would only say im

The roar had come from none other than Waylon himself who had just left the private room. Earlier, another girl had left for the washroom but as she was about to exit the private room, she saw a man blocking Xella’s path. Once Waylon learned about the fact, he immediately got up and headed toward the washroom alongside a few others. “What’s this? A group of uncouth b*stards! Who’re you yelling at?” Though perverted, Mr. Zabel was certainly no small fry. His expression was cold as he asked the question. “That girl’s my classmate. Why are you blocking her path?” asked Waylon, unafraid. Xella was so frightened that she instinctively hid behind Waylon. “Xella, I’ll go ahead and say this. The colleagues waiting for me this time around are no ordinary people. If you know what’s best for yourself, follow me. Also, why don’t you tell these b*stards who I am?” replied Mr. Zabel, his arms folded behind his back. “Waylon… His name is Charlie Zabel… And he’s the deputy manager of m

“F*ck! A Mercedes-Benz G-Class is worth more than three hundred thousand dollars!” shouted a classmate in a worried voice. Though the two cars had collided, the Mercedes-Benz G-Class had suffered much less compared to Cameron’s own car. However, if compensation was required, Cameron knew he had to fork out at least a hundred thousand dollars. He quivered slightly in fear. “I’m so sorry Cameron! If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t have hit that car!” wailed Xella as another burden was added to her heart. She sighed internally while holding back her tears. ‘If it wasn’t for me, none of these incidents would have happened today…’ ‘Waylon’s been beaten up, and now Cameron’s just crashed into another car when he was just trying to send me to the hospital to visit Waylon! What can we even do now?’ Xella’s mind was filled with negativity and it only made her feel more flustered and agitated than she already was. The others were starting to feel afraid as well. They began discussing