Divorced, But Queen - Chapter 68: Chapter 68
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The moment Aria stepped into the company, the employee chat blew up.
[Guys, Ms. Saxon is here! She's wearing casual clothes—I almost didn't recognize her.]
[Ms. Saxon is only twenty-two, you know, just the age when most people graduate college. She should be full of youth and energy.]
Aria had been at Cole Group for two years. She was almost always seen in a suit, giving off a calm and mature vibe that made people forget just how young she really was.
Someone asked, [Hey, about that rumor… Did Ms. Saxon really scam 150 million dollars?]
[No way! Don't listen to that nonsense, we all know better. When she first joined, she didn't even know much about the business. But in just one month, she got the hang of it. In six months, she pulled the company out of a financial crisis and locked in two major deals. With learning skills like that, why wouldn't she be able to earn 150 million dollars?]
[Exactly. And don't forget that Ms. Saxon from the Saxon family. No college degree doesn't mean she doesn't study. Some things are just in the genes.]
Ding! The elevator reached the top floor. As Aria walked out, she immediately picked up on the heavy atmosphere in the air.
Aria stepped into the conference room. Around the long table, all the board members were staring at her, surprised.
At the head of the table sat Daniel, face stern, eyes cold, his disapproval clear.
On Daniel's right sat Liam. He gave Aria a brief glance and said, voice cutting cold, "Ms. Saxon, since you're part of Cole Group, you should be following our company dress code."
The room fell completely silent.
One was their former boss, and the other was the newly appointed heir who had only taken over a little more than ten days ago.
And even juicier—they were husband and wife, currently going through a divorce.
The executives stayed silent, watching the drama unfold with barely concealed curiosity.
There was only one empty seat left, all the way at the end of the table—a glaring reminder of her fall in status.
Anyone else would've struggled with the humiliation. But Aria was not just anyone.
Aria sat down calmly and asked, "What exactly is the dress code requirement, Mr. Cole? Only suits count as appropriate attire?"
"What's going on?" Leaning lazily against the back of her chair, Aria draped one hand over the armrest, her whole attitude nonchalant.
Liam glanced at his grandfather, then tapped his fingers twice on a list placed in front of him, the resignation list, before questioning her. "If you're planning to leave, why are you dragging the company employees with you?"
With that, Liam shoved the paper toward her. "Seven or eight employees have already resigned. Three of them were crucial to the tech department."
Aria raised an eyebrow. "So? What's that got to do with me?"
Liam was clearly provoked by her easy tone. He slammed his palm on the table. "You leave, they leave! Who else could it be because of?"
Aria asked coolly, "Where's your evidence?"
Liam snapped back, "It's right in front of us! What more proof do you need?"
Aria answered just as coolly, "The 150 million dollar investment and the 4% shares are out in the open too. Why are you all trying to steal it?"
The board members shifted uncomfortably, glancing back and forth between the two.
Liam's face darkened. "We're talking about employees here. Stop changing the subject."
Aria laughed lightly, sarcasm laced through her voice. "And here I thought it was something serious. You really gathered all these people for this? Don't you guys have anything better to do?"
Silently, the board members agreed in their hearts.
Aria went on, "When a problem comes up, instead of looking at yourselves first, you blame others. Liam, you're not even fit to be a doctor, let alone a president."
[Guys, Ms. Saxon is here! She's wearing casual clothes—I almost didn't recognize her.]
[Ms. Saxon is only twenty-two, you know, just the age when most people graduate college. She should be full of youth and energy.]
Aria had been at Cole Group for two years. She was almost always seen in a suit, giving off a calm and mature vibe that made people forget just how young she really was.
Someone asked, [Hey, about that rumor… Did Ms. Saxon really scam 150 million dollars?]
[No way! Don't listen to that nonsense, we all know better. When she first joined, she didn't even know much about the business. But in just one month, she got the hang of it. In six months, she pulled the company out of a financial crisis and locked in two major deals. With learning skills like that, why wouldn't she be able to earn 150 million dollars?]
[Exactly. And don't forget that Ms. Saxon from the Saxon family. No college degree doesn't mean she doesn't study. Some things are just in the genes.]
Ding! The elevator reached the top floor. As Aria walked out, she immediately picked up on the heavy atmosphere in the air.
Aria stepped into the conference room. Around the long table, all the board members were staring at her, surprised.
At the head of the table sat Daniel, face stern, eyes cold, his disapproval clear.
On Daniel's right sat Liam. He gave Aria a brief glance and said, voice cutting cold, "Ms. Saxon, since you're part of Cole Group, you should be following our company dress code."
The room fell completely silent.
One was their former boss, and the other was the newly appointed heir who had only taken over a little more than ten days ago.
And even juicier—they were husband and wife, currently going through a divorce.
The executives stayed silent, watching the drama unfold with barely concealed curiosity.
There was only one empty seat left, all the way at the end of the table—a glaring reminder of her fall in status.
Anyone else would've struggled with the humiliation. But Aria was not just anyone.
Aria sat down calmly and asked, "What exactly is the dress code requirement, Mr. Cole? Only suits count as appropriate attire?"
"What's going on?" Leaning lazily against the back of her chair, Aria draped one hand over the armrest, her whole attitude nonchalant.
Liam glanced at his grandfather, then tapped his fingers twice on a list placed in front of him, the resignation list, before questioning her. "If you're planning to leave, why are you dragging the company employees with you?"
With that, Liam shoved the paper toward her. "Seven or eight employees have already resigned. Three of them were crucial to the tech department."
Aria raised an eyebrow. "So? What's that got to do with me?"
Liam was clearly provoked by her easy tone. He slammed his palm on the table. "You leave, they leave! Who else could it be because of?"
Aria asked coolly, "Where's your evidence?"
Liam snapped back, "It's right in front of us! What more proof do you need?"
Aria answered just as coolly, "The 150 million dollar investment and the 4% shares are out in the open too. Why are you all trying to steal it?"
The board members shifted uncomfortably, glancing back and forth between the two.
Liam's face darkened. "We're talking about employees here. Stop changing the subject."
Aria laughed lightly, sarcasm laced through her voice. "And here I thought it was something serious. You really gathered all these people for this? Don't you guys have anything better to do?"
Silently, the board members agreed in their hearts.
Aria went on, "When a problem comes up, instead of looking at yourselves first, you blame others. Liam, you're not even fit to be a doctor, let alone a president."
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