Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 233: Chapter 233
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"Oh wow, Marlowe Group's people really showed up! Looks like the rumors were true. The champion really does get to join Marlowe Group, maybe even as an executive!"
"I'm so jealous. How does a fraud like Zoe get to join Marlowe Group, and maybe even become an exec? She'll probably just keep lying and scamming people, maybe even steal credit for other people's work."
As the chatter in the crowd grew louder and more heated, Eunice felt a wave of satisfaction. This was exactly the effect she wanted. 'Go on, keep talking,' she thought, enjoying every second.
There were so many Marlowe Group execs here now, it looked like almost the entire upper management had shown up. Even Emmett Hoffman, the chairman's assistant, had come in person.
She was just waiting for them to put Zoe in her place. No way did she want to end up working at the same company as her.
Emmett led the group of Marlowe Group execs, and with his good looks, he drew squeals and excited whispers from the girls as he walked by.
They'd just arrived—they hadn't been here before. The reason they came now was because Marlowe Group planned to invite the competition's champion to join them as fresh new talent. After all, someone like that is a rare find.
As soon as they walked out of the competition venue, Eunice immediately took the chance to approach her supervisor, bowing her head respectfully.
Layton Faulkner, a senior executive, waved Eunice over and asked quietly, "Who took first place?"
He was clearly here to scout talent. Eunice really wanted to dodge the question, but even if she kept quiet, someone else would spill the beans—everyone would find out anyway. So she could only point at Zoe and say, "It was Zoe, my sister."
Layton glanced sideways at Zoe. Since he was a newly transferred exec, he didn't know her. He just gave her a quick look and didn't react at all.
That lack of response only made Eunice and everyone else there even more convinced that Zoe's claim about being Marlowe Group's Chair was definitely fake.
So, wanting to distance herself and make sure the Marlowe Group execs knew just how much Zoe liked to brag, Eunice quickly added.
"Even though she's my sister, she grew up in a small town. We're not that close, and honestly, I don't know her very well. Our relationship is pretty average.
"And I have no idea why she keeps insisting she's the Chair of Marlowe Group. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I just can't stop her."
Layton just nodded slightly, staying silent. Eunice wasn't sure if he believed her or not, but she quickly went on.
"I know it's wrong for Zoe to lie like that, but I don't think she means any harm. Mr. Hoffman probably won't get mad, right?"
After all, Emmett is the special assistant to the Chair of Marlowe Group, always by her side. If he saw someone pretending to be the Chair, he'd probably lose his temper.
Eunice felt a flicker of anticipation, and she didn't have to wait long. As soon as Emmett looked up and met Zoe's eyes, his expression turned serious and he strode straight over to her.
'That look on his face. He must be absolutely furious. He's probably holding back a wave of anger. Is he about to call Zoe out as a fraud and just cancel the prize on the spot?
'If that happened, Zoe would lose her shot at Marlowe Group,' Eunice thought. Eunice's plan was working perfectly, and everything was unfolding exactly as she'd hoped.
But just as Eunice and everyone else were sure things were going her way, the mood suddenly shifted. Emmett, standing right in front of them, did something no one expected.
He actually relaxed his tense brow, and the always-cold Emmett gave Zoe a dazed, almost lovestruck smile. Then, right in front of everyone, he revealed her true identity with a single sentence that nearly made everyone's jaw drop.
"Ms. Evans, I never imagined the champion would be you."
Ms. Evans. The head of Marlowe Group. The moment Emmett said those words, everyone in the room was left completely stunned.
As soon as Emmett finished, the other executives stepped forward in unison, bowing deeply to Zoe. Their voices rang out together, shaking the hall. "Good afternoon, Ms. Evans!"
A dozen executives, but their voices carried the weight of hundreds, echoing through the venue and burning this moment into everyone's memory.
Zoe was the Chair. The very same Zoe everyone called a braggart turned out, to really be the Chair of Marlowe Group. She wasn't lying. She's the real deal.
At that moment, everyone who'd looked down on Zoe and called her a fraud felt as if they could actually hear their hearts breaking.
It was their own confidence shattering to pieces. They were completely stunned. 'My god, Zoe is actually this powerful?' they thought.
"No, no, no.
"This can't be! How is this possible? How could she be the Chair of Marlowe Group? Mr. Hoffman, you must be mistaken, right?"
Eunice had been waiting to see Zoe embarrass herself, expecting the Marlowe Group execs to call her out in public. But now, Zoe was recognized as the real Chair right in front of everyone.
Instead, Eunice became the laughingstock, the one who'd been talking nonsense. Unable to take the humiliation, she shouted at Emmett, looking like she was about to rush up and force him to admit he was wrong.
This made Emmett's face darken immediately. As the Chair's special assistant, he was a high-ranking individual, second only to the Chair himself, and had never been spoken to so loudly by a low-level employee like Eunice.
And Eunice was insulting the very person he admired most—Zoe. Emmett's face fell, and he said impatiently.
"As the Chair's special assistant, I wouldn't mistake my own Chair. Which department are you from? You dare to challenge our Chair?" Emmett said disdainfully. "Trying to ruin your career at Marlowe Group?"
It was like thunder exploded in her mind. Emmett's words shattered Eunice's last bit of doubt.
Zoe really wasn't some scheming fraud. I mean, this was the Marlowe Group we were talking about. The powerhouse that gathered all of Clusia's top talent. Even the Samuel and Ludwig families in Jelonsburg wouldn't dare mess with them.
There's no way they'd lie for a girl with no connections. That would be way too far-fetched. So Zoe really was the Chair of Marlowe Group.
Thinking of how she had been so sure Zoe wasn't the Chair of Marlowe Group, Eunice felt her cheeks burning. Even though no one had slapped her, she felt as if she'd been hit dozens of times, a humiliating sight.
"What?"
"Zoe's really the Chair of Marlowe Group? That's incredible!"
"She's so young and already so accomplished. Zoe, I owe you an apology. I actually thought about making you my apprentice. Turns out I was the arrogant one.
"Maybe I should be asking to be your student instead!"
The big shots at Eminence Nexus all stared wide-eyed, their voices growing even more excited. Gerald saw everything.
He couldn't help but start doubting Zoe's background. 'Was she really just a small-town girl? No way. She didn't seem like it at all—definitely not,' he thought.
"I'm so jealous. How does a fraud like Zoe get to join Marlowe Group, and maybe even become an exec? She'll probably just keep lying and scamming people, maybe even steal credit for other people's work."
As the chatter in the crowd grew louder and more heated, Eunice felt a wave of satisfaction. This was exactly the effect she wanted. 'Go on, keep talking,' she thought, enjoying every second.
There were so many Marlowe Group execs here now, it looked like almost the entire upper management had shown up. Even Emmett Hoffman, the chairman's assistant, had come in person.
She was just waiting for them to put Zoe in her place. No way did she want to end up working at the same company as her.
Emmett led the group of Marlowe Group execs, and with his good looks, he drew squeals and excited whispers from the girls as he walked by.
They'd just arrived—they hadn't been here before. The reason they came now was because Marlowe Group planned to invite the competition's champion to join them as fresh new talent. After all, someone like that is a rare find.
As soon as they walked out of the competition venue, Eunice immediately took the chance to approach her supervisor, bowing her head respectfully.
Layton Faulkner, a senior executive, waved Eunice over and asked quietly, "Who took first place?"
He was clearly here to scout talent. Eunice really wanted to dodge the question, but even if she kept quiet, someone else would spill the beans—everyone would find out anyway. So she could only point at Zoe and say, "It was Zoe, my sister."
Layton glanced sideways at Zoe. Since he was a newly transferred exec, he didn't know her. He just gave her a quick look and didn't react at all.
That lack of response only made Eunice and everyone else there even more convinced that Zoe's claim about being Marlowe Group's Chair was definitely fake.
So, wanting to distance herself and make sure the Marlowe Group execs knew just how much Zoe liked to brag, Eunice quickly added.
"Even though she's my sister, she grew up in a small town. We're not that close, and honestly, I don't know her very well. Our relationship is pretty average.
"And I have no idea why she keeps insisting she's the Chair of Marlowe Group. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I just can't stop her."
Layton just nodded slightly, staying silent. Eunice wasn't sure if he believed her or not, but she quickly went on.
"I know it's wrong for Zoe to lie like that, but I don't think she means any harm. Mr. Hoffman probably won't get mad, right?"
After all, Emmett is the special assistant to the Chair of Marlowe Group, always by her side. If he saw someone pretending to be the Chair, he'd probably lose his temper.
Eunice felt a flicker of anticipation, and she didn't have to wait long. As soon as Emmett looked up and met Zoe's eyes, his expression turned serious and he strode straight over to her.
'That look on his face. He must be absolutely furious. He's probably holding back a wave of anger. Is he about to call Zoe out as a fraud and just cancel the prize on the spot?
'If that happened, Zoe would lose her shot at Marlowe Group,' Eunice thought. Eunice's plan was working perfectly, and everything was unfolding exactly as she'd hoped.
But just as Eunice and everyone else were sure things were going her way, the mood suddenly shifted. Emmett, standing right in front of them, did something no one expected.
He actually relaxed his tense brow, and the always-cold Emmett gave Zoe a dazed, almost lovestruck smile. Then, right in front of everyone, he revealed her true identity with a single sentence that nearly made everyone's jaw drop.
"Ms. Evans, I never imagined the champion would be you."
Ms. Evans. The head of Marlowe Group. The moment Emmett said those words, everyone in the room was left completely stunned.
As soon as Emmett finished, the other executives stepped forward in unison, bowing deeply to Zoe. Their voices rang out together, shaking the hall. "Good afternoon, Ms. Evans!"
A dozen executives, but their voices carried the weight of hundreds, echoing through the venue and burning this moment into everyone's memory.
Zoe was the Chair. The very same Zoe everyone called a braggart turned out, to really be the Chair of Marlowe Group. She wasn't lying. She's the real deal.
At that moment, everyone who'd looked down on Zoe and called her a fraud felt as if they could actually hear their hearts breaking.
It was their own confidence shattering to pieces. They were completely stunned. 'My god, Zoe is actually this powerful?' they thought.
"No, no, no.
"This can't be! How is this possible? How could she be the Chair of Marlowe Group? Mr. Hoffman, you must be mistaken, right?"
Eunice had been waiting to see Zoe embarrass herself, expecting the Marlowe Group execs to call her out in public. But now, Zoe was recognized as the real Chair right in front of everyone.
Instead, Eunice became the laughingstock, the one who'd been talking nonsense. Unable to take the humiliation, she shouted at Emmett, looking like she was about to rush up and force him to admit he was wrong.
This made Emmett's face darken immediately. As the Chair's special assistant, he was a high-ranking individual, second only to the Chair himself, and had never been spoken to so loudly by a low-level employee like Eunice.
And Eunice was insulting the very person he admired most—Zoe. Emmett's face fell, and he said impatiently.
"As the Chair's special assistant, I wouldn't mistake my own Chair. Which department are you from? You dare to challenge our Chair?" Emmett said disdainfully. "Trying to ruin your career at Marlowe Group?"
It was like thunder exploded in her mind. Emmett's words shattered Eunice's last bit of doubt.
Zoe really wasn't some scheming fraud. I mean, this was the Marlowe Group we were talking about. The powerhouse that gathered all of Clusia's top talent. Even the Samuel and Ludwig families in Jelonsburg wouldn't dare mess with them.
There's no way they'd lie for a girl with no connections. That would be way too far-fetched. So Zoe really was the Chair of Marlowe Group.
Thinking of how she had been so sure Zoe wasn't the Chair of Marlowe Group, Eunice felt her cheeks burning. Even though no one had slapped her, she felt as if she'd been hit dozens of times, a humiliating sight.
"What?"
"Zoe's really the Chair of Marlowe Group? That's incredible!"
"She's so young and already so accomplished. Zoe, I owe you an apology. I actually thought about making you my apprentice. Turns out I was the arrogant one.
"Maybe I should be asking to be your student instead!"
The big shots at Eminence Nexus all stared wide-eyed, their voices growing even more excited. Gerald saw everything.
He couldn't help but start doubting Zoe's background. 'Was she really just a small-town girl? No way. She didn't seem like it at all—definitely not,' he thought.
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