Everyone at the office knew her as Cindy and showed her respect.
"Hi, I’d like to see Cindy," Lizzie announced as she approached the reception desk.
The receptionist looked up and smiled. "Hey, youngdy. What do you need Cindy for?"
Lizzie returned the smile. "I''m a rtive of hers. Could you please ask her toe out for a
moment?"
Charmed by Lizzie''s good looks and manners, the receptionist replied, "Cindy''s now in the cafeteria
grabbing lunch. I''ll take you there."
"Thanks. I appreciate it."
The cafeteria was bustling, with over a hundred employees scattered around and immersed in their
midday break.
Lizzie spotted Cindy instantly and marched up to her. Before Cindy could react, Lizziended a
stinging p across her face!
p!
Cindy was stunned, not even recognizing Lizzie, frowning as she said, "Who the heck are you?
What gives you the right to hit me?"
"Bitch! You disgusting homewrecker! Shameless!" Lizzie pped her again, shouting furiously, "You
old tramp! You seduced my dad!"
At her words, all heads in the cafeteria turned their way, eyes wide with curiosity.
There was a shortage of everything but people who loved a juicy piece of gossip in this day and
age.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I''m no mistress! You''re ndering me!" Cindy stood up, her
face a mask of panic. "Security! Someone call security!"
The receptionist was dumbfounded.
She had genuinely thought Lizzie was Cindy''s rtive, but that...
That was one spicy piece of drama that no one sawing.
After all, Cindy had always been super professional, keeping it strictly business with the guys at
work.
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To everyone, she was a kind-hearted figure.
Undeterred, Lizzie pulled a thick stack of photos from her bag, flinging them into the air. Then she
grabbed a megaphone. "Listen up, everyone! Look at Cindy, a shameless woman! She seduced my
father, a married man, ruining a happy family! How could yourpany hire such a disgraceful
employee? Here is the irrefutable proof. The man in these photos is my dad, and Cindy is the other
woman!"
Amplified by the megaphone, her voice filled every corner of the cafeteria.
Everyone crowded around in the blink of an eye, scrambling to pick up the photos that littered the
floor.
The situation had escted too quickly for Cindy to stop it. She could only helplessly shout, "Don''t
pick them up! Please, don''t do this!"
Lizzie continued her tirade through the megaphone.
Photos in hand, the onlookers started gossiping and pointing fingers at Cindy.
Cindy felt as if she was being stripped bare for all to see.
Priding herself on her reputation, she never imagined she''d be publicly humiliated like this. It was
worse than a death sentence.
"Holy cow! Who knew Miss Prim and Proper was like this behind closed doors!"
"Disgusting! What a disgrace!"
"Mistresses will get theireuppance! She deserves to be in hell!"
Each word was a knife cutting into Cindy, who wished she could disappear into thin air.
Soon enough, thepany''s executive arrived, apanied by security, and the onlookers
cleared a path for them.
"What''s going on here?"
Thepany executive looked young and authoritative.
Lizzie wasn''t intimidated. She stepped forward. "Hi sir, I''m Lizzie. May I ask what your hiring
standards are? Does yourpany condone employing someone who has no moralpass,
seduces other women''s husbands, and destroys families?"
The executive''s eyebrows furrowed as he turned to Cindy. "What do you mean?"
With her eyes rimmed with red, Cindy pleaded, "It''s a misunderstanding, boss..."
Lizzie handed a photo to the executive. "This is my dad, and I''m sure you recognize the woman
beside him. Because of her, my parents are getting divorced! She''s turned our home upside down.
I''m supposed to be focusing on my senior year, the most important time of my life, and this woman
has ruined it!"
Murmurs of sympathy rippled through the crowd.
"Poor girl!"
"Despicable! Go to hell!"
"How could ourpany employ such a shameless person!"
After a pause, Lizzie bowed deeply to the leader. "I''m sorry for disturbing your staff today. My mom
is too kind-hearted to argue with a mistress, but I can''t stand seeing her get hurt! I didn''t know what
else to do. I trust in justice and believe yourpany will do the right thing."