Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly changed her tone. "But I need to warn you. Don’t get any inappropriate ideas about me. I’m engaged now and my fiancé is none other than Malcolm Fitzroy."
Malcolm?
The name sounded somewhat familiar. Wasn’t the Rolls-Royce at the entrance his? Still, what did any of this have to do with me?
There was still a large group of people waiting for me in the conference room to start the meeting. If I didn’t leave soon, I was going to be late.
Seeing me remain silent, Thalialightly patted my shoulder with her manicured hand.
“Civil servants don’t make much money. How about you drive for my fiancé instead? I’ll have him pay you a thousand dollars a month. That’s got to be better than your measly salary.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter.
I couldn’t understand it. Why did people like them always feel the need to humiliate others just to elevate themselves?
This would be my last time attending such a class reunion.
I ignored Thalia’s mockery and casually grabbed my coat, putting it on. "Are you done? If so, step aside. I have things to do."