Chapter 132 Then there was Victoria, the supermodel I saw at Jacob's apartment last time.
"Oh, the Jeep G-Class, huh? That works too. My colleagues were just talking about you, saying they saw you dropping me off this morning thinking you were some rich old tycoon," Violet teasingly confided to Nikki. "Guess they can’t believe a poor girl like me would have such a wealthy best friend."
Fanny and Laura Murphy were green with envy.
"Ha! What kind of twisted logic is that? You're supposed to be my BFF, not some childish rival! Forget about them, are all your coworkers brain-dead or what?" Emily Hart, coming from a privileged background, had the right to rant and laugh on the phone.
At that, those who were snickering at Violet Devereux earlier beat a hasty retreat back to their stations.
No more gossiping.
It was irritating, really. To think they believed Violet Devereux was flirting around!
Turns out, she was just with a friend.
A friend who happened to be a girl.
As for Fanny and Laura Murphy, they were too upset to even continue eavesdropping, wordlessly fuming as they clacked their heels back to their offices.
Violet Devereux was something else.
She had learned how to stand her ground with grace.
But that was fine, the more she stood up for herself, the more they'd find a way to push her out of JK!
"Okay, you don't need to pick me up," Violet said once they had left, turning off the speakerphone and speaking to Emily Hart, "Thanks for standing up for me."
Emily sounded confused, "What happened? What did I miss?"
Only around Emily did Violet let her guard down, softly explaining, "It's nothing, you don't need to come get me, I've got something else tonight." She didn't want to trouble Emily with the petty dramas at JK.
After all, she could handle it.
If not, she'd look for another design firm in the future.
"You sure I shouldn't pick you up?"
"Yeah, I'm sure, thank you," Violet said, gathering her things, ready to wait for Loraine Plahn at her doorstep, "I've got stuff to do, we'll catch up later."
"Alright then, bye."
"Bye."
After hanging up, Violet grabbed her bag, clocked out at the front desk, and headed straight to the plush neighborhood where Loraine Plahn lived.
This time, she was extra cautious to avoid another run-in with Brady Hall, calling Hellen in advance and packing a sandwich to stave off hunger.
If she wasn't back by 9, Hellen was to contact Emily.
She hadn't immediately told Emily because she didn't want her friend to feel pity or to think she needed help for a simple design job.
So, she kept it to herself for now.
Within half an hour, Violet arrived at the gates of Loraine Plahn's exclusive community.
As she arrived at the gate, the security guard recognized her instantly. After all, a girl as stunning as her left a lasting impression.
Seeing her stance, the guard guessed she was waiting for Loraine and said, "Loraine left this afternoon, not sure when she'll be back. You might want to give her a call to avoid waiting for nothing."
"Thanks, Uncle," Violet Devereux said gratefully, nodding at the old guard as she took out her phone to call Loraine Plahn.
The call went through, but was immediately cut off.
Violet knew Loraine didn't want to talk.
So she went for a bolder move, texting her: [Loraine, I'm near your place. Can we meet for just ten minutes?]
After sending it, predictably, no response came.
Violet knew Loraine wouldn't accept her apology right away, so she was prepared to wait there every day.
Her mother had told her that with sincerity, success was bound to come.
Violet tucked her phone back into her purse and continued to stand by the entrance of the upscale neighborhood. The sympathetic guard, seeing the young woman's persistence and realizing she wasn't some crazed fan but someone earnestly seeking a favor, was moved and wanted to bring her a chair.
But Violet was too embarrassed to sit at the entrance, so she declined.
She stood there, waiting for a whole hour until her legs went numb.
Finally, Loraine Plahn's car approached, with the supermodel Leana she had seen last time at Brady Hall's apartment also inside.
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