Chapter 87
The secretary escorted her into a spacious conference room spanning several hundred square meters,
a size that would typically be considered a suite in an average household However, within the premises
of the Wilson Group, it was simply a
conference room.
This only intensifed Mia’s determination to win back Trevon’s affection.
As time ticked on and half an hour passed without any sign of Trevon, Mia’s patience wore thin. The
two sses of water she had consumed only added to her restlessness, causing her to fidget in her
seat
The urge to use the restroom became overwhelining, prompting her to grab her bag and locate the
nearest facility. While attending to her needs, she couldn’t help but overhear discussions and the sound
of running water outside the restroom door. “Did you happen to catch the news today?”
“Yes, I did. It’s disheartening to witness such distasteful trending topics early in the morning
Oblivious to the fact that they were discussing her, Mia reached for a tissue to clean herself up
The conversation between the two individuals became increasingly animated. “I must say, the girl from
the ckwell family is utterly revolting. She was born with the Sullivan surname but insisted on
adopting the ckwell surname. It’s the epitome of deception, a ring disy of hypocrisy. If I had to
find a single word to describe her, it would be a fake heiress.”
The other person nodded in agreement. I find her behavior repulsive. Can you believe she’s so
ashamed of her lineage? Instead of embracing it, she goes to the extent of changing her name and
pretending to be someone she’s not. Honestly, why doesn’t she go abroad and undergo a sexContent rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.
reassignment surgery, transforming herself into a man to fulfill her delusion of bing the rightful heir
of the ckwell family?”
“Indeed, your words hold great wisdom. I daresay shecks the astuteness you possess.”
The room filled withughter as the two individuals remained oblivious to the mounting tension in one
of the restroom stalls. Inside, Mia ckwell gripped her bag tightly, her veins pulsating with anger, and
crumpled tissue clutched firmly in her hand.
With lightning speed, Mia pulled up her pants and stormed out of the stall, her fury palpable.
Smack Smack! The sharp echoes of two ps reverberated through the empty restroom.
Caught off guard, the two individuals stood there momentarily stunned, struggling to process the
sudden turn of events. But as reality sunk in, they wasted no time in retaliating Cursing vehemently,
they lunged toward Mia, and within seconds, all three of them were entangled in a chaotic brawl.
Nobody took kindly to bring pped across the face.
Amidst the tumult, one of them managed to speak amid the frenzy. “What the hell is wrong with you?
Did I do something to deserve this?”
Mia, her refined imagepletely shattered, stormed into the premises of the Wilson Group with a
contorted face filled with anger With a firm grip on one of the women’s hair, she forcefully pulled and
yanked, causing the woman to cry out in pain. Mia’s eyes zed with deep-seated hatred as she
eximed, “I am Miss Mia from the ckwell family! What’s wrong with me pping you? You dared to
speak ill of me, and now you’re paying the price!” With each word, she ruthlessly banged the woman’s
head.
The two women, who never expected their casual gossip to confront its subject in person, stood in a
momentary daze. However, the searing pain on their faces snapped them back to reality. Initially feeling
somewhat guilty for their behind-the-scenes remarks, any trace of remorse vanished as they
experienced Mia’s forceful ps. The pain fueled their
resentment.
With her face throbbing in pain, Mia channeled every ounce of her fury and unleashed a relentless
assault, striking with an unyielding force.
Using all her strength, the other woman managed to break free from Mia’s grasp and confronted her
without flinching. Her voice dripped with contempt as she retorted, “What’s the matter, Miss Mia? Can’t
handle the truth? You’re the one with a twisted sense of morality, parading around like a saint while
engaging in questionable behavior. And who’s to say you’re even a legitimate member of the ckwell
family? You’re shameless andcking any sense of decency.”
The cutting remark had sessfully ignited a fire within Mia, and the three women swiftly found
themselves entangled in a fierce physical altercation. The esctingmotion attracted the attention
of other employees, prompting someone to report the incident to Jim.
Soon enough,
Jim hurried to the scene, and upon taking in the sight before him, he struggled to contain a smile. In her
current chaotic state, Mia resembled nothing more than a typical street fighter.
Her hair was wild and unruly, her lipstick smudged and askew, and her once wless makeup now
resembled the garish palette of a clown
As a leader within the Wilson Group, Jim knew he had to maintain aposed facade, despite the
amusement bubbling up inside him He suppressed hisughter, ensuring it remained hidden deep
within, wary of allowing the employees to catch a glimpse of his entertained expression
Jim didn’t immediately rush to separate the three individuals, knowing the other two wouldn’t easily
back down. They had personalities simr to Mia’s, capable of holding their own in a fight.
As Jim observed the situation without immediate action, his secretary grew anxious and urged him, “Mr.
Hawk, shouldn’t we step in and separate them? If this continues, things could escte, resulting in a
serious incident.”
Upon hearing the plea, Mia turned her furious gaze toward Jim and eximed, “Jim, for God’s sake,
get these two lunatics away from me! Her scalp felt as though it was being torn apart.
Finally prompted into action, Jim, though displeased, began separating the three individuals. He
couldn’t help but feel a tinge of disdain toward Mia, thinking to himself that even Mrs. Wilson herself
wouldn’t address him so impolitely. She always referred to him as Mr. Hawk with the utmost courtesy.
There must be a reason why he couldn’t live up to the standards of Mrs. Wilson
Experiencing a brief moment of contempt toward Mia, he directed the others to separate the three
individuals.
As they were pulled apart, all three wore grim expressions, their hair disheveled, and their faces and
necks marked with visible signs of the altercation. Their appearances were untidy, revealing the
aftermath of the intense scuffle.
Jim lectured them intentionally. “You all have nothing better to do than fighting in the office? Is this how
you behave? Have you forgotten all thepany’s rules and training on etiquette? A woman involved
in a brawl at the workce, acting like atmon street scrapper? You’ve tarnished the reputation of
the Wilson Group. Now, quickly clean yourselves up and prepare to leave. If you show up tomorrow
with the same demeanor, don’t bother showing up at all.”
The two employees let out a sigh of relief, thinking they could finally make a quick getaway. But just as
they were about to escape, Mia intercepted them with an outstretched arm. It was as if she felt that Jim
had just made a sly remark at her expense, and she couldn’t let herself be treated that way without
standing up for herself
After all, she was Trevon’s former girlfriend. She couldn’t allow herself to be trampled upon and insulted
by these people.
The halted employers nced at Jim, realizing the severity of the situation. After being scolded, they
quickly understood. the consequences of their actions and had no intention of stirring up further
trouble.
Jim felt frustrated, but he knew better than to confront Mia directly. One of the reasons was that he
couldn’t urately. gauge Mr. Wilson’s true feelings on the matter.
Just as he was about to voice his thoughts, a shrill and cold voice resonated through the air, “How long
do you n to keep up this performance Aren’t you ashamed of yourselves? Is the Wilson Group
paying you to put on a show?”
The impact of the words sent a shiver down everyone’s spine, prompting the onlookers to quickly
retreat to their workstations, burying themselves in their tasks. Only four people remained at the
entrance of the restroom.
The two employees trapped inside the restroom lowered their heads, afraid to meet Trevon’s gaze.
With his impably sculpted features and an aura of icy detachment, he spoke in a chilling tone,
“Aren’t you two nning
your way back?”
to make
Upon hearing hismand, the two employees, brimming with determination, managed to free
themselves from Mia’s grasp and swiftly escape from the restroom.
Mia’s frustration manifested in an exasperated foot stomp. “Trevon, they’ve been bullying me, and you
just stood there doing nothing! How could you let them get away? Look at what they’ve done to my
clothes!”
Jim couldn’t help but shudder at the sound of her voice. Mrs. Wilson’s melodramatic demeanor was
starting to grate on his
nerves.
The man maintained an impassive expression, seemingly impervious to her outburst. Looking down at
Mia, her appearance disheveled andcking poise, he surveyed her with a condescending air. “Are you
nning to discuss the downfall of the Sullivan family in the restroom?”
Mia felt a pang of remorse. She knew she had lost control of herself, allowing her frustrations to get the
best of her. Now, her appearance was far from the polished andposed image she usually
projected. Blushing with embarrassment, she attempted to smooth her ruffled hair and straighten her
clothes, but her efforts seemed futile.
This scene did not go unnoticed by the office staff and fueled their gossip and spection.
Meanwhile, the man paid no attention to those behind him. He strode purposefully toward the
conference room with his hands casually tucked into his pockets
Very aware of Trevon’s temperament, Mia swiftlyposed herself to keep pace with him.
Of course, Jim followed them into the conference room, earning a disdainful nce from Mia
Disregarding her presence, Jim remained as still as a statue.
Meanwhile, Trevon calmly sat in the prominent chair, unbuttoning his suit jacket and crossing his legs.
With his hands
resting casually on his thighs, he casually adjusted his sses on the bridge of his nose. Mia’s gaze
remained fixed on his impably defined features, realizing that Mr. Wilson seemed to grow more
striking with each passing day.
Lost in her admiration, she momentarily forgot the purpose of her visit.
Unfazed by her intense stare, Trevon calmly stated, “I’m pressed for time. You have five minutes.
Speak your mind, and then I’ll be on my way.”
The weight of the words brought Mia back to reality. “Trevon, please, I’m begging you to help me. We
can’t let our family’s project fall apart, and I desperately need those trending topics about me taken
down.”
Mia was confident that she could handle removing the trending topics independently. “Sure, I can do
that. However, the Wilson Group will no longer coborate with the Sullivan family. You don’t have to
dwell on it.”
Mia’s anxiety escted. If the Wilson Group severed ties with the Sullivan family, it would spell disaster
for them. With her true identity exposed and facing public scrutiny, potential partners would likely
distance themselves even further.
Desperate to appeal to Trevon, she resorted to a more heartfelt plea. “Trevon, please consider Mr.
ckwell’s legacy. Can’t you help me, just this once?”
His eyes narrowed with a hint of displeasure as he tugged at his tie, his gaze piercing and
unfathomable. “Mia, know your limits. You can take down the trending topics, but any form of
coboration is out of the question, and I don’t want to see you setting foot in the Wilson Group again.”
Rising from his seat, he straightened his attire, meticulously buttoning up his jacket. Without sparing
another nce, he exited the meeting room.
Jim couldn’t help but feel a mix of disdain and satisfaction. Mr. Wilson’s recent divorce had left him in a
sour mood, and Mia’s insistence on pushing his buttons was inviting trouble upon herself.
With a touch of smugness, Jim remarked, “I hope Miss Mia will be cooperative. Please, do as
requested.”
Mia, however, silently scoffed within herself-just anotherpdog of Mr. Wilson.
With a disdainful snort, she walked away, firmly believing that Mr. Wilson harbored feelings for her. She
was convinced that she upied a special ce in his heart, and it was only a matter of time before
she ascended to the position of Mrs. Wilson.