Chapter 306 What Are You Doing Here?
Harper shuddered in fear.
Elizabeth and Julia turned around simultaneously and saw a middle-aged woman, around fifty years old, storming towards Harper with her hands on her hips.
Harper immediately hid behind Julia, her voice trembling with tears, "Mom, why are you doing this? It's been two days, and you're still mad? I almost starved these past two days, and it was Julia who took me in. The HR department at the company decided to give me another chance and called me back to work. I have a job now, and I know I was wrong. Can't you just let it go?"
"You wretched girl!" Ursa Green started cursing at Harper.
Harper was stunned, saying, "Mom, why are you cursing at me?"
"Wretched! You're a shameless wretch! Give me that set of cosmetics!" Ursa demanded angrily.
Harper was reluctant but shakily handed the cosmetics to Ursa, asking, "Mom, are you giving this skincare set to Elodie? I don't understand why you love Elodie a hundred times more than you love me. Is it just because Elodie lost her parents when she was young? But Mom, even though Elodie doesn't have her parents, she has many relatives who love her."
"On the other hand, I've always felt like a servant in front of her. Mom, don't you feel any pity for your own daughter? Do you know that when you kicked me out two days ago, I was almost assaulted on a dark, deserted road?"
At this moment, Harper seriously doubted if her parents were really her biological parents.
She looked at Ursa with tearful eyes.
Ursa laughed coldly, not answering Harper's question.
She just hugged the skincare set to her chest and said proudly, "Now, even if Elodie has no money, she can still use high-end skincare products."
Harper remained silent.
After a second, she tearfully asked, "Are you really my mom?"
Ursa glanced at Harper, saying, "You're back at work? That's good. Elodie's bank account is frozen, so your salary can cover her expenses. I'm leaving! Don't come home if you don't have to!"
With that, Ursa turned to leave.
But she was blocked by Elizabeth.
"What do you want?" Ursa looked at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth had light makeup on today, making her look much brighter. She had her hair in a bun and wore a youthful, fitted dress. For a moment, Ursa didn't recognize that Elizabeth was the wife of Alexander, who had been in the news a few days ago.
Elizabeth didn't answer, just calmly taking the skincare set back from Ursa's arms.
Ursa resisted, but Elizabeth didn't let go, speaking very calmly, "This skincare set is mine. I have the receipt to prove it. If you don't let go, I might consider calling the police to report you for stealing."
Ursa remained silent.
As soon as her grip loosened, Elizabeth took the skincare set back.
She didn't make a scene, just taking the skincare set and leaving.
"You woman, who are you? Stop right there!" Ursa shouted angrily.
Harper said sadly, "Mom, that's Mrs. Windsor, Mr. Alexander Windsor's wife."
Ursa fell silent, immediately fleeing in fear.
Even as she ran far away, Ursa didn't forget to order Harper, "Hand over your entire salary when you get paid!"
Harper remained silent.
Watching Ursa leave, Julia asked concernedly, "Harper, you're so bossy at work, but why are you so timid with your mom? I seriously ask you, is she really your mom?"
Harper nodded, replying, "Biological parents."
Elizabeth came over to Harper, saying, "Here you go."
Harper said, "Thank you, Mrs. Windsor."
"Go on up. Your eyes are all red from crying. Use this face wash to clean up and apply this skincare product; it will help with the tear stains," Elizabeth said.
She didn't ask about Harper and her mom's family matters.
Elizabeth wasn't curious.
Harper's family disputes had nothing to do with her.
Elizabeth, Julia, and Harper all got on the elevator, and the doors closed.
Behind them, a dozen or so colleagues quietly appeared.
They had been there earlier, but no one dared to share the elevator with Elizabeth, so they had hidden. Now that they saw Elizabeth, Julia, and Harper go up, they came out.
"I think Elizabeth is really nice. She has such a powerful husband, but she doesn't flaunt it or use Mr. Windsor's power to bully people."
"I agree, she is really nice. I used to think she was quiet and reserved, but now I see she's actually quite cheerful."
"And Mrs. Windsor is very generous. Look, she even forgave Harper and gave her such high-end skincare products. That's really great."
"Cleo, you don't need to worry. Look, Harper treated Elizabeth so badly before, and Elizabeth still forgave her. You only said a few bad things about her. I'm sure Mrs. Windsor has probably forgotten about it."
Cleo Fisher smiled awkwardly and nodded, "I hope she can forgive me. After all, I didn't do anything wrong."
The elevator came again, and the group went up together.
That morning, the office was bustling.
Elizabeth was busy and fulfilled.
She had rushed to complete several designs last night, and as soon as she entered the office, she started discussing them with the company's designers.
There were both men and women, and she called them all together.
"Let's take a look together. Give me your best suggestions, and bring out your designs too. This way, we can learn from each other and improve. What do you think?" Elizabeth asked her designer colleagues one by one.
Even those female colleagues who had ostracized her before, Elizabeth didn't hold a grudge.
At least in work matters, she treated everyone equally and was very humble in seeking and sharing knowledge.
The female colleagues were quite moved, suddenly realizing that Elizabeth didn't target anyone.
And as long as they were good to Elizabeth, she would remember it.
The female colleagues all nodded, willing to discuss together.
At that moment, a professional woman with long wavy hair came into the design department, carrying a box of coffee, and called out loudly, "Ms. Spencer, look what I brought you! This is coffee I brought back from abroad last time, just for you."
Elizabeth immediately pinched her nose and unhesitatingly said, "Stay away from me; I don't drink coffee!"
Cleo remained silent.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but then she heard the receptionist's urgent voice behind her.
"Sir, sir, who are you looking for, sir?" Before the receptionist could finish, a man in a suit had already stridden into Elizabeth's office.
Elizabeth turned around, too shocked to speak clearly, "What are you doing here?"
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