Was she so eager to take my place that she didn't care about my presence and had followed him home?
"Brian, something happened!"
"What happened?"
"I was going to discuss a project today, but I realized my ID card was stolen."
"Who stole it? How could this happen?"
Winnie quickly handed over a surveillance video.
"It's all my fault. I upset Whitney. Otherwise, she, she..."
I was so angry.
I had brought this project to the company.
Now Winnie was taking all the credit.
Even more ridiculously, she knew she wasn't qualified to meet the project's client, so she fabricated a lie about me stealing her ID card.
Indeed, she hadn't explicitly said I stole it, but her words clearly pointed the blame at me.
Brian barely glanced at the video before angrily throwing the phone to the ground.
"That bitch, not helping me is one thing, but doing this!
"Winnie, don't worry. I'll get to the bottom of this."
I also caught a glimpse of the video.
The person stealing wore a similar outfit to mine but had a completely different physique.
Brian didn't even want to look closely; he just outright accused me.
Finally, Lily couldn't stand it any longer. "This isn't my mom's doing. Get out, all of you."