President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Victoria knew Elda was being deliberately sarcastic.

Victoria decided not to answer and walked over to her workstation and sat down.

Elda was a little upset that if Wesley had given her access to Nick, she could have taken this order as well.

After all, Nick had agreed to this because of his high school friendship with Wesley, and it had nothing to do with Victoria. So she was just lucky, but she got a lot of fame because of it.

How come she got all the good stuff?

It was as if Elda was holding a bomb inside her chest that was about to explode at the slightest touch.

Seeing that Victoria still had that disdainful look on her face, it enraged Elda even more.

“Some one shouldn’t think that just because Nick handed her the house to design, you can use it to climb up the ladder… He’s got a sweetheart… Everyone in Veridian City knows he’s waiting for someone… and that Serene Haven Estates is the marital home.”

Being in the interior design business, it was easier for them to get in touch with rich people than ordinary people, and there had been rumors that some of their peers were committing adultery with their clients, only to be caught on the spot by their wives.

Elda was a good-looking girl who had always wanted to take a shortcut to the top, pleasing Wesley was just her first step. Unfortunately, nothing good came of it.

She’d been targeting Nick for this order for a long time and had told Wesley about it many times, even inviting him out on her birthday.

But all Wesley said was that he didn’t know Nick very well, and it was up to them to handle it on their own.

But if he really wasn’t familiar with him, how could Victoria possibly meet with Nick there?

She didn’t get the benefit with Wesley, Victoria took it all, and now she actually reached out to Nick through Wesley.

They both had the same agenda. Why was she still so noble?

“It’s disgusting!” Elda was close to calling out with that comment.

Victoria certainly wasn’t going to let anyone bully her and she looked up, “Elda was talking about me?”

Elda grunted, “Of course, does that mean anyone else?”

Victoria nodded, breathing deeply, “Indeed, no one else has ever taken Nick’s order.”

Every word was like a steel needle to Elda and she turned red with anger, “Don’t get cocky, Nick is doing it for Wesley’s sake, what does it have to do with you?!”Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Wesley had just passed through. Despite his efforts, Victoria was entirely on her own, and he didn’t have a great deal of involvement.

“Elda.” Wesley frowned.

He didn’t want his colleagues at the studio to get into trouble; the studio was on the upswing right now.

Elda felt suddenly aggrieved and her eyes reddened, “Mr Archer, I know you were in a college with Victoria, but you can’t be so biased.”

It seemed like that statement was from not only Elda but also everyone in the studio.

“I didn’t help with this order, Nick doesn’t even remember me from high school, Tori was the one who went for it.”

Everyone heard this and secretly groaned.

Wasn’t this helping her again?

Victoria didn’t want Wesley to be embarrassed – after all, the studio was small – and he was interested in creating a relaxed work environment, so everyone got along like partners, except in meetings.

She rose slowly.

“If anyone feels that it’s unfair, then wouldn’t it be fine to poke around the client’s preferences yourselves and give the design drawings to Mr Archer, who would then simply give them to Nick himself? As for who Nick chooses, that’s his freedom.”

The implication was that her report will also be handed in and in an anonymous state.

Victoria’s gaze fell lightly on the others, “Anyone want to join?”

Victoria had always known that some of them were a little disgruntled with her, but she didn’t care if she made friends with them and struck up a good relationship.

After all, the concept of this business was to see what human feelings were and customer satisfaction was the most important.

Since they didn’t think it was fair, it was okay to lose again for them.

When Elda heard Victoria inviting her like that, she was so angry that she slapped the table, “Fine, everyone submits anonymously and lets Nick pick it out himself, do you really think you’re somebody? Who in the studio is not a graduate of a prestigious school? Without Mr Archer’s favor, Nick wouldn’t even look at you!”

Victoria’s tone was always light, “So, dare to hand in the design?”

Elda’s anger grew even more inside her, and she glanced silently at the others.

No one in the studio was unaware of Victoria’s abilities, and with every piece she designed, her clients rave about it, which benefits everyone else.

But a part-timer letting a group of professionals follow her was a dishonourable thing.

However, if Elda did, and Nick ended up choosing Victoria, the embarrassment would be a hundred times more painful than it was now, and perhaps her profession wouldn’t even stay.

It was a big gamble.