Chapter 1040 The Results.
After thinking it over, Vivian left the meeting room. But the moment she walked out of the door, her
colleagues, with whom she had a good rtionship, rushed over and surrounded her.
"What''s going on, Vivian? What did Sean talk to you about?" one of her colleagues curiously asked.
Vivian went to the tea room, poured herself a ss of water, and drank it all up. "Nothing. It''s just
about work. The thing is, I won''t work in the project team anymore. So, before I leave, I just want to
say that working with you guys has been a pleasure," Vivian sincerely said.
"Where are you going to work now?" another colleague asked.
The truth was, everyone was wondering if she had been dismissed. Her position might be high, but
she was still a mere intern.
"I''ll take over Miss Turner''s previous position," Vivian casually replied as if it was nothing.
Since Charis passed away, Brandon took over all the work she was in charge of. There were many
employees in thepany who had potential, but it was Vivian whom he asked to take over the
work. It did not take a genius to figure out what that meant. "Really? Vivian, you''re so lucky!" a
colleague remarked with a big smile. "Many people wish to get that position but failed to do so.
There were dozens of interns in thepany who were about the same age as Vivian. It was only
natural for them to feel jealous of her, especially since she was promoted within a short period of
time.
"That''s why we must work harder. I''m sure great opportunities will open to you someday," Vivian
humbly advised. It might not be obvious, but she was very proud of herself. Atst, all her efforts
had paid off. She had to sacrifice a lot just to achieve this position.
And now, all that was left for her to do was revenge.
Soon, she would finally take revenge on J.
Although Vivian could not kill J, ruining the Larson Group was enough to make Brandon suffer.
She swore to herself that every single one of those who had wronged Charis would regret living.
"From the looks of it, Mr. Larson thinks highly of you. I''ve worked in the Larson Group for so many
years, but I haven''t seen him treat anyone so well," said one of the female employees.
What she said was true. In fact, she had been working in thepany for more than five years, and
this was the first time something like this had happened.
"Come to think of it. It''s been a long time since Mr. Larson left for a business trip. Why didn''t he take
his wife with him? Aren''t they in love with each other?"
Something suddenly urred to Vivian after hearing her colleague''s words.
No wonder she had a weird feeling during her talk with Sean. Perhaps this was a trap! Dealing with
Brandon was not easy, but J was a much easier target. Vivian decided to talk to J first.
Meanwhile, J did not know that Vivian woulde to visit her. When she returned to her office
after lunch, she saw Elizabeth and her colleagues gathering in front of theputer.
"What''s going on?" J asked while taking a peek at theputer.
"You asked Tasha to submit the parent-child costume design she had drawn to thepetition
before, right? Well, she made it to the finals!" Elizabeth excitedly exined while her eyes were
glued to the screen.
"The top three contestants will be announced shortly. I''m so nervous. The winners will be
announced in ten seconds!"
"Why are you so nervous anyway? It''s not like you were the one who took part in thepetition.
Look at Tasha. She looks calmer than you are," Elizabeth''s colleagues joked.
Upon hearing this, J turned to look at Tasha, who was covering her face with her hands.
Nheless, there were huge gaps between her fingers, and she was looking at theputer
through them.
Anxious, she suddenly jumped up from her seat and ran to the tea room with her big belly. "I need
some water. Tell me the results when ites out."
Elizabeth could not help butugh at Tasha''s cowardice. Without another word, she clung to J''s
arm and waited for the result.
Just then, the website became unresponsive. Elizabeth had to refresh the page a couple of times
for it to load.
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Atst, the list popped up. But before everyone could see it, the door of the studio opened, and a
woman came in and asked, "Excuse me. Is J here?"