Chapter 99 Congratulations from Friends and Family
"Now everyone has learned to use Miss Medici to suppress me? That it? Do you really think I'm afraid of her?" Benjamin paced back and forth, looking at the defiant girl in front of him, then at the employees in the department who were all too afraid to speak up, and he felt like a fire was burning inside him.
"When I was managing the company, she hadn't even graduated high school!"
"I've been a role model for all of you for a whole year, but instead of learning from me, you all just learn her bad temper!"
"What, are you all against me now?"
"Do you believe that I can’t fire all of you?"
Many employees lowered their heads and looked away.
"Miss Medici is a very good person..." Abigail bit her lip and couldn't help but speak up for Abella.
At only eighteen years old, she had the ability to manage a company so well. Her designing talent was very remarkable, and she always came up with many new ideas and creative concepts to improve the quality of the designs.
At the same time, she was also a good leader, caring for her employees and helping them solve problems...
Where else could they find such a good boss?
"Do you think that having someone backing you up means you can disregard anyone else? Have you learned to take sides? Let me tell you, even if you skip work today, you must obey! If you don't, you can resign!"
Benjamin left these words and took a couple of steps, but then a stone came flying out of nowhere and hit his knee...
Caught off guard, he stumbled forward, hitting his chin on the Pachira aquatica flowerpot, and blood began to flow instantly.
"Benjamin, are you okay..."
The employees hadn't even figured out what was happening yet when Benjamin was already lying on the ground, too hurt to get up.
Abigail stood still, not understanding why Benjamin could trip while walking, was it because of poor brain development? Or was it because he was getting old and his brain was shrinking?
"Benjamin, there's no need to do this for me."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Abella standing there!
Abigail saw Abella, and it felt like she had seen a savior, and she was slightly excited!
The girl exuded a strong and fierce aura, looking coldly at the person on the ground, "I approved Abi's sick leave. What, do I need your permission for everything I do?"
Benjamin covered his chin, too hurt to say a word.
Only then did a few employees come to help him.
Benjamin looked at the girl in front of him, wanting to say something, but the pain in his chin prevented him from uttering a word.
He pointed at Abella, in too much pain, and left first.
"I think he needs stitches..." Abigail looked in the direction Benjamin left, feeling a pinch of pain.
"Yes, he does."
"Miss Medici, thank you for helping me just now and for the house..." Abigail knew that her words were not enough to express the gratitude in her heart.
Before she could finish, Abella interrupted softly, "Just focus on your work."
"Yes!"
On the other side.
Mr. Wilson answered the phone call.
Mrs. Wilson received many congratulations from relatives and friends.
"Skylar, you and Mr. Wilson are too humble. Isla won second place in the national piano competition. How come you didn't share this great news with us? Are you afraid of treating us? Haha..."
"The official website of the competition has already announced it. Isla is the second in the country. The first is the daughter of a billionaire, Lola!"
"Isla is really remarkable. She's so young and has limitless potential."
"I saw on the official website that the award ceremony will be held at the Grand Theater in three days. You know, that theater is the holy grail in the hearts of all artists! Isla can enter as a winner at such a young age. She has a bright future!"
"I heard that the award presenter will be a big figure in the industry! To receive the trophy from such a person is a great honor!"
...
It had been nearly half a month since Isla received the backstage notification of her competition ranking.
Mrs. Wilson did not expect to receive so many congratulations from relatives and friends, and her smile couldn't be contained.
Mr. Wilson was in a very good mood and said to the person on the phone, "Oh no, dear friend, our Isla has achieved great expertise in the violin as well. We're just lucky, it just happened..."
As soon as he ended the call, another person called.
"Is this Mr. Johnson? Hahaha, so you saw Isla's competition ranking too? You're too kind, it's just a small competition..."
Another call came in, and Mr. Wilson answered with a big smile, "Thank you, thank you, thank you for Mr. Lee's recognition. Isla has been interested in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since she was young. We don't have to worry about her..."
The Wilson family hadn't been this joyous in a long time. Even the neighbors came one by one, bringing gifts.
Soon, the maid rushed in anxiously, "Madam, Mrs. Hightower from next door is here!"
Hazel Hightower? Her family conditions were extremely superior...
"Please come in." Mrs. Wilson tidied up her attire slightly and deliberately wore expensive jewelry. "Oh, Mrs. Hightower, you came with so many gifts?"
Mrs. Hightower was a wealthy lady, and at this moment, she had a servant specifically bring in the gifts. Her smile was graceful and her demeanor kind.
Mrs. Wilson's eyes lit up when she saw the gifts. "You're too kind. How did you bring so many bottles of Hennessy?"
There were at least six or seven bottles, as well as some precious cigarettes and tea...
"They are too valuable. I cannot accept them..." Mrs. Wilson pretended to refuse.
"Mrs. Wilson, why are you being so polite? We're all neighbors." Mrs. Hightower's refined smile and gentle voice spoke, "As the saying goes, 'a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.' This generous gift should stay within the community."
" I heard that Isla won second place in the piano competition, so I came here to congratulate her. She is truly talented and has a bright future ahead of her. It's like the younger generation surpassing the older generation. "
"Thank you, thank you, Mrs. Hightower, for your praise." Mrs. Wilson glanced at the maid next to her and said, "What are you still standing there for? Mrs. Hightower has shown us kindness, so we naturally have to accept it..."
As if afraid that Mrs. Hightower would suddenly change her mind...
Mrs. Hightower sensed her thoughts, although she felt that this behavior was not appropriate, she maintained her elegant smile on the surface. "Where is Isla?"
"Oh her? She went on a date with her boyfriend early in the morning..." Mrs. Wilson smiled and said, "Why are you still standing there? Go and serve tea to Mrs. Hightower! It must be the finest tea! Hurry up!"
"Yes." The maid next to her hurriedly went down.
Mrs. Hightower didn't like Mrs. Wilson's vulgar behavior, but she remained calm on the surface.
"I have seen him several times. That boy appears to be refined and comes from a good family."
Mrs. Hightower had seen Remy a few times at the doorstep of their house. Every time he came to see Isla, he looked like a polite gentleman, with a well-mannered appearance that seemed to indicate a privileged background.
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