But Yvette, rebellious as ever, brushed off her colleague’s hand and scoffed. “I don’t get why everyone’s so terrified of Katelyn. She’s just an impostor, dismissed from the Bailey family and forsaken by the Wheeler family. Without Mr. Adams, she’d be nowhere!”

With each word, Yvette’s arrogance grew. “People like her who manipulate their way up will eventually be exposed. Mr. Adams doesn’t truly care for her; it’s all just a game to him.”

Zoey’s grin was barely concealable. Perfect! Yvette was just the pawn she needed.

The colleague who had attempted to intervene stepped back, distancing themselves. Yvette was sealing her own fate, and they had no intention of going down with her!

Suddenly, a stern voice cut through the conversation.

Samuel’s eyes scanned the crowd with a cold, piercing look. “What’s going on here?”

As Vincent’s right-hand man, Samuel exuded an air of authority. Despite his strength, it was Vincent’s genius that often took the spotlight, overshadowing Samuel’s own skills and approach.

Samuel had served as the chief assistant at a leading global corporation for eight years, proving his worth beyond question. The instant he spoke, the room fell into complete silence.

His eyes locked onto Yvette, his voice sharp and cold as he said, “This is a work environment. Keep interrupting, and I’ll have to remove you.”

With urgency, Zoey rushed toward Samuel, her voice thick with frustration. “Samuel, you have to do something. She just insulted Katelyn with nasty words!”

Yvette scowled, clearly annoyed, but forced herself to speak. “Did I say something wrong? Katelyn’s indeed just a worthless person.”

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Zoey had been anticipating this confrontation all along. In an instant, she charged toward Yvette, fury in her eyes. “You won’t get away with insulting Katelyn!”

Yvette didn’t back down. She quickly responded, and a struggle broke out between them. Zoey, however, held herself back, deliberately giving Yvette the chance to fight back.

After all, Yvette had to be the focal point of the dramatic scene Zoey had carefully set up.

Seeing the commotion, several colleagues hurried over to pull them apart. Once they were separated, both of them gasped for air, their faces swollen with bruises.

Yvette stared at the handful of hair ripped from her scalp. Her face twisted with fury as she screamed, “You filthy creature! How dare you ruin my hair! I’ll make you regret this!”

Zoey gave a cold, mocking smile. “You had that coming for what you said about Katelyn.”

Vincent soon heard about the fight between the employees. Katelyn turned to Samuel, her expression one of disbelief. “Wait, what? Zoey fought with another employee defending me?”

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