Eleanor Hollis left the person she had been retorting to speechless, and everyone began to laugh. Eleanor turned her head, ignoring the other person, and continued to work on her documents. Alice Warren also sat in her seat, getting angrier as she listened to Eleanor’s words. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁 "Eleanor Hollis, I heard you don’t even have a college degree. How exactly did you get into Grandeur? Could it be the rumored casting couch?" Ever since Alice and Eleanor had an unpleasant encounter in the cafeteria last time, everyone knew the two of them probably couldn’t stand each other. Now that they finally confronted each other head-on, it was a bit exciting to watch. Eleanor raised her eyebrows. Ever since she felt that Alice had ulterior motives in approaching her, she had lost any intention of getting along with her. She was quite comfortable being on her own now. "So she didn’t graduate from university, huh? How did she get in? She must have connections with some higher-ups, right?" "She looks so innocent. Who knew she’d be involved in such things behind the scenes." "Heh, what else does a woman like that have besides using her body." People around started whispering. After all, in Grandeur, people with high academic backgrounds were everywhere, and Eleanor, who only had a high school diploma, was indeed an odd one out. Eleanor slowly turned around and saw the jealousy on Alice’s face, smirking slightly. "That’s right, I was definitely a victim of the casting couch, and it was with the man you fancy, the President of Grandeur. So, you all better be courteous to me. If I get annoyed and whisper a word or two to him, you high-educated folks might just get fired." Since everyone was already suspecting her relationship with Hugo Quinn, she might as well be straightforward about it. Sure enough, the surroundings instantly fell silent, not expecting Eleanor to be so blunt about her relationship with the President. So, she was the President’s mistress? "Eleanor Hollis! Have you no shame? Weren’t you married before?! And your ex-husband was a junior to the President, who should call the President his uncle. Right after your divorce with him, you hooked up with the President. How disgusting!" Alice continued to expose, wanting everyone to know just how repulsive Eleanor was. Eleanor’s face turned pale. Not many people knew about this as it involved high society affairs, but Alice knew. It seemed Alice had someone backing her, and that person must have instructed her to get close to Eleanor before. Eleanor pursed her lips, her eyes narrowing sharply as they scanned over Alice. Alice felt uneasy under Eleanor’s gaze but still held her head high, not believing that after knowing this, people would still smile at Eleanor. This person not only engaged in the casting couch but did so with her ex-husband’s elder. Shameless! "Alice, I can overlook you deliberately trying to approach me before, but you have to understand, Hugo and I are in a consensual relationship, not as obscene as you think. We are both single, so why can’t we be together? You’re revealing my affairs now just because you’re jealous, aren’t you? After all, you flaunted yourself in front of Hugo, and he didn’t even glance at you, preferring a divorced woman like me. Is that what’s making you feel unbalanced?" Alice’s face turned pale. Eleanor was right; she was indeed feeling unbalanced! She gritted her teeth, clenching her fist quietly. "Don’t be so smug! Sooner or later, I’ll make the President see me differently!" "Too bad you won’t have the chance." Eleanor got up and went into the office, her face stormy. The soundproofing of Hugo Quinn’s office was excellent. Seeing her enter, he furrowed his brow slightly. "What’s wrong? Are you upset?" "That Alice, I don’t want her to stay in the company any longer." Eleanor was truly being willful now, but Hugo was her boyfriend. Couldn’t she be willful with her own boyfriend? What girl doesn’t want to be pampered by her boyfriend? She couldn’t stand the thought of Alice fantasizing about Hugo behind her back. "Did she bother you?" Hugo wrapped her in his arms, asking gently. Eleanor lowered her head; she had only come in on a whim, and now she seemed a bit unreasonable. But things had reached this point; she didn’t want to pretend to be friendly when she actually found her repulsive. "Alright, I’ll have HR fire her." Hugo agreed without even asking for a reason? Eleanor looked up, surprised, a slight blush on her cheeks. "You trust me that much? What if I’m just causing trouble for her for no reason? Wouldn’t your credibility as President be affected?" Hugo brushed her nose. "I don’t care what the reason is, at least you really don’t like her, not to the point where you can’t control your temper. You’re mine, so I don’t need to let you be wronged." Eleanor’s face turned redder, suddenly realizing that perhaps the conflict with Alice wasn’t that intense, considering it would affect Hugo. "Never mind, never mind, I was just kidding; it’s not that serious. It’s just that she talked about my relationship with Nathaniel Quinn in the office, which made me feel ashamed and annoyed." "But I took you seriously." Hugo hesitated not at all, directly picking up the phone next to him and calling HR. "Pay Alice her salary and give her the full compensation she deserves." After hanging up the phone, he kissed Eleanor’s forehead. "I’ve rarely been moved by anyone, and you’re the only one in all this time. In the future, you’ll definitely be the President’s wife of Grandeur, so treat this as your home, and in your home, you shouldn’t endure grievances." Eleanor was overwhelmingly moved, wondering how this man could be so good? Her eyes reddened as this man was so good to her it felt like a dream. "Still feeling wronged? Surely I can’t have someone beat her up for you? I don’t hit women." He thought Eleanor’s red eyes were because she still felt dissatisfied, and he gently comforted her. Eleanor shook her head, she couldn’t say she was too touched, that’d make her look silly. Outside, just a door away, everyone was pondering what the words Eleanor had left meant. Ten minutes later, HR came up and handed Alice a dismissal letter. Alice couldn’t believe it. How could President Quinn do this to her?! "Alice, as per the President’s instructions, we’ve already deposited your salary and due compensation into your account. Please leave now." The HR representative spoke with brutal frankness. Alice’s face turned white. All she had done for the company was less effective than a few whispers from that woman. Ridiculous! What a monumental mockery! "I want to see President Quinn!" She strode toward Hugo’s office, and HR did not stop her.