Chapter 391
Chapter 391:
To her shock, Yelena simply walked over and sat down, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Lynn’s temper flared. Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to find her voice.
After a long beat, she finally spoke, her words dripping with disbelief. “How dare you sit in my chair p>
Yelena gave her a look that could cut through glass. “Didn’t you ask me to sit?” she said, her voice as cold as the look in her eyes.
Lynn’s blood boiled. She was so furious she could feel steam coming out of her ears. Pointing toward the door, she barked, “Out! Now p>
Yelena wasn’t interested in playing games. Without a word, she stood up, but as she reached for the door, she threw a final comment over her shoulder. “The design draft is mine. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask p>
Lynn’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous spark flickering in them.
This bitch, Yelena, thought she was untouchable just because she’d won the higher-ups over once? Unbelievable!
As Yelena walked out, she noticed the entire design department watching her, their eyes like a sea of curious fish.
Weren’t they supposed to be working?
She shot them a glance—icy and indifferent—and they quickly looked away, scrambling to avoid the awkwardness.
Tessa sidled up to Yelena, gently tugging her aside. In a hushed voice, she asked, “Are you okay? I heard Lynn yelling at you p>
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke, her concern evident.
𝘾𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚:
Tessa wasn’t the confrontational type. She had a habit of following orders to the letter. Her demeanor toward her supervisor mirrored that of a nervous student facing a strict teacher—cautious, deferential, and tinged with fear. She preferred to keep her head down and work in peace, content as long as she avoided being scolded or, worse, losing her job.
“It’s nothing, just a regular chat,” Yelena replied, her tone calm and dismissive.
Tessa’s lips twitched as if she didn’t believe her. “She must be upset but too proud to show it,” Tessa thought. If she were in Yelena’s shoes, she’d probably bottle up her emotions too.
“Come on, let’s grab something tasty to eat,” Tessa suggested. “There’s nothing like good food to chase away a bad mood. And don’t worry, it’s on me! Eat whatever you like p>
Yelena glanced at Tessa, considering the fact that she was also just an intern on a modest stipend.
“I’ll treat you instead,” Yelena said, her voice softening a bit.
“No way! I said it’s my treat, and I mean it.” Tessa shot back, a playful determination in her tone.
Yelena raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t we just heading to the cafeteria p>
The company’s cafeteria was practical, and Yelena didn’t want Tessa spending money unnecessarily. But Tessa immediately shook her head in protest.
“Forget the cafeteria. Sure, we have those prepaid meal cards, but once the balance runs out, no one eats there anymore. Want to guess why p>
Tessa teased, her eyes glinting with mischief. Yelena mulled it over. She assumed the usual reasons—either the food was bland or outrageously overpriced for what it offered.
Still, she’d heard from Cayson that the Harris Group prided itself on employee wellness. They had an entire floor dedicated to gym facilities and a sprawling cafeteria that supposedly offered an array of options.
Tessa turned to Yelena with a playful smirk. “You know, they say the food in the company cafeteria is overpriced and bland. Once the subsidy runs out, people stop eating there altogether. But hey, I’m just an intern, not a full-timer, so I don’t even get a meal card. Honestly, if the food’s that bad, why not eat somewhere else, right?” She gave Yelena a cheeky wink, and Yelena couldn’t help but agree. Tessa’s logic made perfect sense.