Coco, who was suddenly targeted, stood aside, dumbfounded. Her little face turned pale, her mouth moved twice, but she said nothing.
She knew well that her position was low, and she really couldn’t defend herself.
At this point, she could only leave it to Charlotte Thompson, otherwise, it would just add trouble to her.
"Why are you involving my assistant in matters that were arranged for them?" Charlotte, not willing to be outdone, scoffed and retorted.
A heavy tension spread between the two, in a fight that no one dared to join.
A case of a city’s misfortune affecting the fish in its pond.
One by one, they shrank their heads and surreptitiously observed the situation.
Nobody dared to speak up or even take a deep breath.
The employees sitting in a circle watched as the conflict intensified, suppressing their excitement. They were almost ready to pull out their phones and broadcast live.
Charlotte Thompson has always been protective, and she would absolutely not allow her own people to be bullied at will.
Especially since she had seen Coco’s efforts during this period, which had moved her, even though she hadn’t expressed it openly.
"Those brought in by incompetent people are just freeloaders." Cindy rolled her eyes, becoming more blunt as she spoke.
There was no veil in her words anymore. Anybody with a brain would know this statement was meant for Charlotte Thompson.
Hearing these words, Coco quickly grew anxious, appearing as though she was about to confront Cindy.
"I won’t allow you to talk about Sister Charlotte like that."
The great force that burst from her small frame couldn’t be ignored, Coco was determined to defend Charlotte Thompson without fear of the cost.
What right did she have to say that Sister Charlotte was incompetent? Coco knew well that if she hadn’t sabotaged things behind the scenes, none of this would’ve happened.
She could tolerate whatever people said about her, but what Cindy absolutely shouldn’t have done was to say Charlotte was incompetent.
Just because of this, Coco couldn’t bear it anymore.
Cindy retreated unconsciously at her behavior, the chair scratching the floor with a piercing sound.
"Do you want to fight?" Cindy, taken aback, cried out in a piercing voice.
In the company, this was the first time she had been shouted at so loudly by a subordinate since she became director.
She was momentarily flustered.
She adjusted her emotions slightly, brushed away the loose strands of hair that had fallen during the panic.
Once she regained her calm, she looked straight at Coco, lips curled, "This is a company, you’re just a little assistant, who taught you the rules to shout and yell at me here?"
These words again pointed the blame to Charlotte Thompson.
She was brought here by Charlotte, so naturally, the rules were taught by Charlotte.
Coco stiffened at Cindy’s accusation. She, who never dared to touch others, how would she dare to physically confront Cindy.
She only seemed a little intimidating.
But thinking of all the grievances Charlotte Thompson had endured, Coco stood her ground, her defiant face a silent protest against Cindy.
She knew if she continued to persist, she would likely end up dragging Charlotte Thompson down with her.
After all, power crushes a person.
Although she was unwilling deep inside, she had to endure it.
Seeing Coco’s angry but silent expression, Cindy felt a great deal of satisfaction, an indescribable sense of triumph.
"I’m going to fire you! Apart from your inadequate work skills, you disrespect the seniors in the company and yell during meetings, it’s completely unprofessional!"
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