Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

She suddenly flipped the phone and pressed her right hand heavily on the desktop, making a clang sound.

The female colleague nearby was shocked.

“.. Amelia Whtte?”

Amelia Whtte took a few deep breaths and tried to suppress the anger in her heart. After a long time, she reluctantly recovered her peace. She glanced at her concerned female colleague and apologized: “I’ll go to the bathroom.”

The female colleague was also able to understand her current situation and nodded: “Go ahead.”

She thought of something again, looked aside, and warned carefully: “If you hear what others say, don’t care. I think you are definitely not such a person.”

From her style of conduct, If she is really kept by Kevn Blak, Amelia Whtte has no need to work here, not to mention that she had a dispute with Jucy Ema not long ago.

The female colleague came to the company early. She knew something about Jucy Ema’s pimping for Kevn Blak. In fact, she was naturally willing to trust Amelia Whtte.

Amelia Whtte nodded and thanked her, then went to the bathroom.

On the way, she really got more glances.

The sight of various explorations is intertwined and sometimes accompanied by small whispers and discussions.

Even if you don’t listen carefully, you can guess what they are saying.

She could only restrain herself as much as she could until she entered the bathroom compartment, closed the door and leaned heavily against the door panel, covering her heart and trembling all over.

Those netizens are really powerful and can find anything.

The memory in prison was the last thing she wanted to recall, and it also brought her too much pain.

After a long time, Amelia Whtte’s mood finally calmed down. Just about to open the door and go out, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, accompanied by a disdainful female voice: “I really didn’t see that Amelia Whtte was such a slut!”

She tightened her grip on the doorknob, and finally calmed the sense of suffocation.

The people outside probably didn’t know Amelia Whtte was in the bathroom and continued to talk as if nobody was there.

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“What? From the first day she came to the company, I could see that she looked restless. She just quarreled with Sister Jucy Emma not long ago.”

” tut tut…”

The two men discussed for a while. The woman who had spoken earlier suddenly lowered her voice and said, “Hey, I’ve heard something, you know?”

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s President Clinton!” The woman looked around and said, “I heard that he lives in President Clinton’s house now, and I don’t know how he seduces President Clinton…”

Cheek!

The door of the compartment was suddenly pushed open.

The two women were shocked when they were talking. They realized that there were other people in the bathroom.

Looking this way, they felt even more guilty when they saw Amelia Whtte.

After all, they are not the kind of Jucy Ema who are shameless and speak ill behind her back. It’s really embarrassing to be caught.

The two looked at each other, lowered their heads, pretended to wash their hands, and dared not look at Amelia Whtte at all.

Amelia Whtte pinched her palm as if she had not heard anything and walked past them without looking askance.

When she came out, she heard a loud noise coming from the front desk.

As soon as she looked over there, she found that the overtime colleagues were not working at the moment. Instead, a group of people were all around the receptionist, not knowing what they were doing.

She was in a depressed mood. She was impatient. She was not curious about these things, not to mention interested in them. She only glanced at them roughly, and then turned to prepare for her position.

Just because Amelia Whtte didn’t see the people over there, it doesn’t mean the people over there, nor did it see her.

The person surrounded was surrounded by people was Elena Kent.

She was wearing Chanel’s daily clothes and holding a thermos bucket in her hand. She smiled and talked with several female executives of the company.

She caught a glimpse of the direction of the washroom. Amelia Whtte came out from there, narrowed her eyes and suddenly raised her voice.

“How is Nicola feeling today? I also read the microblog to find out that your company had such an accident…”

The voice was very loud. It came from afar through the crowd. It was hard for Amelia Whtte not to hear it.

She closed her eyes heavily, unable to tell what it was like.

As expected, the people around Elena Kentalso looked at this side, presumably to please her, and soon someone followed.

“Mr. Clinton may not know such a thing. Alas, it’s really funny to say that our company even has such people!”

“By the way, Miss Kent, I also saw… and someone on the microblog said that that person was not only involved with Kevn Blak, but also intended to seduce President Clinton. You should pay attention!”

“Really?” Elena Kent pretended to be surprised.

Then she hooked her lips again, smiled and said in a very gentle manner: “No, I still have some trust in Nicola.”

She paused and said, “Don’t spread these words around. Nicola has nothing to do with her!”

“Why do I hear that she lives in the Clinton family now? Is Miss Kent’s story true or false? We really don’t think it is possible!”

Elena said: “It’s not easy to say since that it’s about other people’s privacy, but she does live in the Clinton family, but don’t think too much about it. The main thing is that Nicola thinks she is poor and lets her work in the Clinton family.”

“Isn’t that the maid?” The woman’s voice suddenly rose several times, and she immediately giggled. It was obvious that she knew that her colleagues were working as maids in other people’s homes, which greatly pleased her.

Then she asked, “Is it true that the online news said that she had been a prostitute, even in prison?”

Amelia Whtte didn’t listen any more, tightly squeezed the palm, quickened the pace, and returned to her position.

The female colleague beside her was more and more concerned. She had just gone to fetch water when she heard the group of people talking about Amelia Whtte together. She was also very angry.

“Don’t listen to them talk nonsense. They just see that woman is the fiancee of President Clinton. Of course, they will follow what that woman says!”

“Fiancee?” Amelia Whtte was stunned.

“Yes.” The female colleague nodded and pursed her lips in the direction of the group. “As soon as she came, she said at the front desk that she wanted to find President Clinton. She also disclosed her identity and said that she was President Clinton’s fiancee.” Amelia Whtte smiled bitterly and shook her head, but did not speak.

The people at the front desk were still talking loudly, when suddenly a deep voice came: “What are you doing?”