The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 286 When Georgia left, she didn't even bother tidying up her office. She just grabbed a few personal items and her favorite little desk trinkets, stuffed them into a small box, and walked out of the company.

She'd thought that getting fired—especially after crossing Victoria-would win her ssympathy, maybe even support. She imagined a crowd of coworkers seeing her off, maybe swords of encouragement.

But as she walked all the way to the elevator, nobody even looked her way. Every colleague she passed treated her like she was invisible. Not a single glance, not even a whispered comment.

The disappointment hit hard, gradually morphing into anger. So this was how quickly people turned on you. Out of sight, out of mind.

What Georgia didn't know was that the entire office was quietly celebrating her departure. No one shed a tear, and quite a few were relieved.

After all, she'd spent months swaggering around, throwing her weight behind Violet's authority, acting superior to everyone. She'd made plenty of enemies. Just that morning, she'd even dragged Mr. Garcia into her fight with Victoria-who in their right mind would scold the company's CEO in front of everyone? At the elevator, the doors slid open with a soft ding. A tall woman stepped out, files in hand. She was striking- attractive, polished, with a professional air.

Georgia couldn't help but glance at her repeatedly. Noticing the attention, the woman approached.

"Excuse me, could you pointto Ms. Marchand's office? I'm here to interview for her assistant's position." Georgia almost burst into tears right then and there. She hadn't even fully left and already someone was being brought in to replace her.

She'd thought Violet would never find a better assistant, that she'd be begged to cback. Instead, she'd been swapped out faster than a trash bag.

"No idea. Find it yourself," Georgia snapped, then stormed into the elevator, hugging her box tightly. As the doors closed, she realized her ties with Quantum Core Technologies had ended for good.

Victoria spent the entire day holed up in the server room, only emerging with everyone else when work was done. The crisis had been handled, but a new set of challenges awaited.

"Victoria, everyone's exhausted. Lettreat you all to dinner tonight," George offered, hoping to lift the team's spirits.

Victoria hesitated-she was tired and not much in the mood for company. But she'd chere to build relationships with the tech team, and this was a perfect chance.

"All right," she nodded. It was a group event, and skipping it would make her seem aloof.

"I'll invite Ms. Ailie, too," George added. "I know you two get along." Victoria gave her assent.

That evening, George took everyone to a Japanese restaurant. The group settled into a private booth, chatting freely.

Ailie arrived late; by the tshe cin, everyone was already eating. Victoria had saved her a seat. Ailie sat down, took a sip of wine, and leaned closer.

"Good news-Georgia's gone," she whispered.

Victoria blinked. "What?" George lifted his glass. "To Ailie! I propose a toast for her hard work!" Everyone cheered. Besides Victoria, everyone already knew about Georgia's firing. The mood in the room was jubilant. Georgia had made too many enemies; no one was sorry to see her go.

Victoria was still puzzled. "What happened?" Ailie grinned. "Let's just say I borrowed a little help from your friend, the CEO of EmilyTech Solutions, and got her dismissed for gross misconduct. Even Violet couldn't save her this time." Ailie took another sip, looking immensely satisfied. As manager of the investment department—someone who'd been here longer than even Violet-she'd had enough of Georgia's bullying.

Victoria shook her head, then raised her glass. "Tonight, everyone, eat and drink as you please—it's my treat. Ms. Ailie just landed a major deal. Order whatever you like, she's picking up the tab." The group burst into laughter, grabbing the elegant menus and zeroing in on the most expensive items.

Ailie groaned quietly. "Givea break, Victoria. I haven't even received my bonus yet. Your assistant only delivered the contract to the Emily Tech CEO this afternoon." Watching everyone order the priciest dishes, Ailie felt a headache coming on. She'd thought George was footing the bill; she'd never have agreed otherwise.

"Relax," Victoria said with a mischievous smile. "EmilyTech's CEO will sign it, no doubt. Besides, this dinner will cost more than a bonus-twenty grand, at least." "What?" Ailie nearly leapt from her seat. "How much?" Twenty thousand for dinner? She'd rather be eaten alive.

Victoria was about to admit she was only joking, but just then the curtain ther at the booth's entrance was pulled aside. Curtis walked in, and everyone scrambled to their feet.

"Mr. Garcia?" "Mr. Garcia..." Ailie, mouth still full of lobster, stared in disbelief.

"Did you invite him?" she hissed at Victoria.

With the CEO here, how could anyone relax? Victoria shook her head. "Wasn't me."

As Curtis stepped in, the person beside Victoria immediately stood up to offer the content is on ve novelenglish.net! their seat.

"Mr. Garcia, please take this seat, I'll move across from the sashimi." Just like that, Curtis took the place beside Victoria.