Chapter 732 Refuse to Admit Even Unto Death
Chapter 732 Refuse to Admit Even Unto Death
Chapter 732 Refuse to Admit Even Unto Death
If a hateful person pretended to be pitiful, he would be more pitiful than a real poor person.
After all, real poor people only had real feelings.
The hateful person was full of superb acting skills.
Faye stood at the door and listened for a while. She raised her hand to knock on the door lightly and
pushed the door in.
Several people in the waiting room were stunned when they saw Faye. They immediately responded
and said hello.
"Ms. Nash."
Aniston had three assistants, all of whom were shrewd girls. They were used to examine others'
language and observe their countenance. After greeting Faye, they stood in an inconspicuous corner to
minimize their sense of existence.
Faye nodded to the three girls, which was a response. She noticed one of the girls with tearful eyes.
"Are you Alex?"
The girl was fair, round-faced, slightly fat, and looked honest on the surface.
Facing Faye's sudden roll call, the girl answered with red eyes, "Yep."
Faye faintly said, "Alex stays, and the others go out first."
The other two assistants looked at William in amazement.
William winked at them. "You two go out first."
The two assistants realized that the atmosphere was not right, looked at each other, and left quickly.
As soon as the two assistants left, only Faye, Aniston, William, and the girl named Alex remained in the
lounge.
Alex sniffed. Her eyes were full of panic. She didn't dare to speak to Faye directly. She turned to
William and whispered, "William, why should I stay alone?"
William didn't look well. "What do you think?"
Alex said, "I ... I don't know."
Refused to be convinced until one was faced with grim reality.
William looked at Alex and thought that the girl had been recruited by himself, so he was angry.
Seeing that William was going to get angry, Aniston, who was always silent and standing by the side,
said, "William."
Hearing Aniston's tone of warning, William suppressed his anger and turned to say to Faye, "Ms. Nash, All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
sit down and talk."
After saying that, he turned to pour water for Faye.
Faye stepped to the sofa and sat down, gently looking at Alex who was trembling.
Alex was very nervous when Faye looked at her, and her hands hanging down at her side clenched the
corners of her clothes, "Ms. ... Ms. Nash, what can I do for you to leave me alone?"
Faye's expression was indistinguishable from pleasure and anger, and her voice was cold, which made
people afraid. She said, "I don't like to beat around the bush. Just be direct. Do you take the initiative to
explain or are you forced to explain when I ask?"
Alex said, "I ... I don't understand what you are talking about."
Faye's eyes narrowed, as cold as ice.
Alex pursed her lips, shook her hand, and looked at Aniston with a tearful voice, "Aniston, I ... I have
been with you for so long, and I think I am conscientious and hardworking. I should be given credit for
hard work, if not for merit. What ... What do you mean?"
Aniston looked as usual, neither angry nor terrible, "Alex, you have been with me for so long, and have
I ever treated you unfairly?"
Alex was silent.
Aniston continued to say calmly, "If you think so, you can tell me. If not, you are against me secretly for
no reason. Isn't that a little unkind?"
Alex bit her lip in embarrassment, and her face turned red. After a while, she hesitated and said,
"Aniston, did you misunderstand something? I ... I have never done anything wrong to you."
After Alex said that, her tears fell as if she had been wronged to the extreme.
Aniston frowned and was about to say something when Faye interrupted with a cold voice, "Before
joining Farrell Media, you received a transfer of 100,000 dollars in your account. Can you explain
where the transfer came from for a college graduate?"