Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite)
Chapter 533

Chapter 533

Yuna shot Marguerite a venomous glare and asked with feigned innocence, "Oh, we have that rule, do we? Well, then let's just replace her some random job to do. What positions are still open?"

Linda put on a convincingly troubled expression, her brow furrowed. "We don't really have any positions open, but... the janitor in the lobby just took off to help her daughter with the new baby, and she's on leave for three months. I doubt Ms. Marguerite would be thrilled with that."

Yuna's laugh was as sinister as it was cunning. "Why wouldn't she be thrilled? Let's just tell the facilities department to send Marguerite over there right away! A janitor position suits her just fine! Someone who came from a lowly place like her would be good at cleaning. Marguerite, use that energy you have for scrubbing your own reputation and put it into sprucing up the lobby. We wouldn't want you tárnishing the company's image now, would we?"

Yuna spared no cruel words, splashing Marguerite with every bit of verbal filth she could muster, pushing her to the brink.

Marguerite stormed forward, her hands slamming down on the desk as she leaned in, her eyes blazing with unrestrained fury, "Yuna, I'm warning you! Don't push me!"

Her voice was sharp enough to make Yuna flinch.

The proximity of Marguerite's threat made Yuna fear a physical confrontation was imminent!

But then Yuna remembered where she was her turf, surrounded by her own people. If Marguerite dared to so much as touch her, she'd have the staff on her faster than a pack of hungry wolves. Yuna's voice rose in anger, "What are you going to do, hit me? I'm doing you a favor, Marguerite, do you think you'll replace work elsewhere if I don't accept your resignation? Aren't you concerned about your references? Even if you try to leave on good terms, no one else will dare hire you!"

Marguerite felt her blood boil at Yuna's words.

What cursed deed had she done in a past life to endure such treatment from Yuna? She had been relentless three years ago and was just as vicious now.

She stared at Yuna's increasingly twisted face and said with deliberate pause, "Has Hackett seen you like this? Does dear Penelope know you can be this aggressive? Have you forgotten how you were on your knees begging Frederick just yesterday?"

Yuna's face flushed with embarrassment and rage. She knew Marguerite was threatening her.

In a desperate attempt to deflect, Yuna stood up and barked, "The nerve of you, Marguerite! Who do you think you are to Hackett and Penelope? If you didn't look so much like me, would my mother have mistaken you for her own daughter? All her affections were based on a lie! And yet, instead of correcting her, you basked in everything that was mine! How dare you!"

Yuna's talent for spinning tales was unmatched, and her manipulative words quickly incited the staff's anger.

They began to gossip among themselves, their outrage mirroring Yuna's own.

"I can't believe Marguerite would stoop so low! No wonder Penelope was so good to her; she pretended to be Penelope's daughter!" "Looks can be deceiving! Luckily, the real Ms. Lockwood was found and brought back, otherwise who knows what might have happened! For all we know, Marguerite's after the entire Fitzgerald Group!"

"Unbelievable! How can there be such a vindictive woman in the world? Good on Ms. Lockwood for stepping in while Penelope was away and giving her a piece of her mind!"

"You mean Ms. Fitzgerald! She's been recognized as family now, so she should bear the name rightly!"

Yuna listened to the whispers with satisfaction, then poured herself a glass of champagne, imitating the grace of high society as she sipped, “Marguerite, the eyes of the public are sharp! I'm not trying to make things hard for you, but it's not like the company has spare positions just lying around. You should head down to the facilities department and report in. If my brother and Freddie get involved, it'll only get messier for you. We wouldn't want that, would we?"

Yuna's laughter filled the room, but she was too caught up in her own triumph to notice the sharp voice that suddenly cut through the chatter from the doorway-

"Who told you the company has no positions available?"