Chapter 234 Getting Angry
As Abigail expected, what happened in the restaurant today did not spread since they were all afraid of provoking Gregory and getting themselves into unnecessary trouble.
Abigail silently turned off her phone, gaining a new understanding of Gregory's reputation in Aramore.
At this moment, Susan knocked and entered, holding a folder in her hand.
She placed the folder on the desk and said to Abigail, "Ms. Martin, this is the draft from the design department for your review."
Upon hearing this, Abigail immediately opened it to take a look.
In a few days, there would be a design competition, and not only would Abigail be attending, but many designers from DM would also participate.
This competition was their first chance to regain their reputation, so Abigail was particularly concerned.
However, when she saw the submitted draft, she was instantly shocked and her face gradually darkened.
Seeing Abigail's expression, Susan couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. "Ms. Martin, is there a problem?"
Abigail snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and abruptly closed the folder in front of her, tossing it to Susan.
"See for yourself."
Susan's heart tightened, and she quickly took the folder to look.
When she saw the draft inside, she was also stunned.
Although she wasn't a professional designer, she had some understanding of the fashion design industry.
This kind of draft wouldn't even make it past the first round of the competition; it would be eliminated immediately.
Abigail angrily said, "I gave them so much time, and this is how they repay me?"
Susan quickly poured her a cup of coffee and comforted her, "Ms. Martin, don't be angry. I'll go ask what's going on. This is clearly not their usual standard."
Abigail let out a cold laugh, the anger in her chest boiling over. "What's there to ask? It's obvious they're targeting me."
These tricks were too childish; Abigail quickly figured it out without much thought.
The design department had a good relationship with Tom, and they couldn't accept his sudden departure.
Moreover, the employee who spread rumors about Abigail a few days ago was fired, which sparked their rebellious attitude.
Susan's expression was serious, and she couldn't believe it. "How could this be?"
"Why not? Susan, notify the design department to have a meeting immediately," Abigail ordered sternly.
She wanted to see what these people were up to.
Seeing that Abigail was really angry, Susan quickly nodded and left.
Ten minutes later, the entire design department gathered in the conference room, feeling anxious.
Someone couldn't help but ask Susan, "Did Ms. Martin say why we're having a sudden meeting?"
"Yeah, we have a lot of work to do!"
"We didn't say anything bad about Ms. Martin this time. She can't find a reason to target us, right?"
Listening to everyone's complaints, Susan pursed her lips and looked at them with a bit of pity.
'They’re probably still smug, thinking their actions have gone unnoticed, right? I wonder if they'll still be laughing so happily after what's coming next,' Susan thought.
After all, Ms. Martin was never one to be bullied.
On the contrary, although she appeared gentle, she had her own bottom line and principles. If anyone crossed her line, she would never show mercy.
The employees were confused by Susan's gaze, not understanding what had happened.
Just as they were about to ask more questions, the office door was pushed open.
Abigail's cold and beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.
She sat at the head of the conference table, her indifferent gaze sweeping over everyone, but she didn't say a word.
Her silence made everyone present feel scared.
They looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.
At this moment, Abigail slammed the folder in her hand onto the table.
Everyone was startled, their hearts racing.
'Isn't this the draft they has submitted?'
Seeing Abigail's dark expression, they immediately felt a sense of foreboding.
As they anxiously waited, Abigail finally spoke, "Can someone explain to me what this is all about?"
Their expressions froze for a moment, and they looked at each other, saying, "This is the draft we submitted. Is there any problem?"
Seeing their stubbornness, Abigail's eyes grew even colder. "I'll ask one last time, is this the result of your work for the past half month?"
The room fell silent. No one dared to speak.
Abigail let out a cold laugh and said, "In that case, the salary increase for this month is off the table. It seems you don't really want it."
According to the original plan, Abigail had instructed the HR department to give them a raise this month.
But now, it seemed unnecessary.
Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
They couldn't believe it and instinctively said, "Ms. Martin, please don't."
Abigail sneered, her eyes cold. "With drafts of this quality, I could find a college student to draw them in half a day, yet you took half a month."
Trying to threaten her with this?
What a joke!
Everyone was stunned, their mouths open but unable to say a word in rebuttal.
At this moment, they all realized what it meant to suffer the consequences of their own actions.
They had initially intended to warn Abigail, to tell her to bring back the Tom they trusted and admired the most.
But no one expected that Abigail would not only refuse to be threatened but also take away their chance for a raise.
At this moment, everyone had only one thought in their minds—Regret!
Deep regret!
Why had they been so foolish as to anger Abigail?
Now, not only had they been scolded, but they had also lost their chance for a raise!
Having achieved her goal, Abigail's lips curled into a barely noticeable smile as she got up and left the conference room.
As she reached the door, she heard a chorus of anguished cries behind her.
"My salary!"
"Ms. Martin is so cruel!"
"We were wrong. We shouldn't have targeted Ms. Martin. Is it too late to regret now?"
"Ms. Martin must be mad at us. Are we going to get fired?"
Abigail didn't listen to the rest and quickly left.
However, from that day on, Abigail was surprised to find that everyone in the design department became very obedient.
Three days later, they submitted a new draft.
This time, it was their true standard.
Abigail reviewed all the design drafts and found a few that were exceptionally well done, making her smile with satisfaction.
After this incident, Susan admired Abigail even more. "Ms. Martin, you're amazing. Now no one in the company dares to talk about you behind your back," said Susan.
Abigail thought of something and a faint smile appeared on her red lips. "I learned it from Mr. White."
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