Female Novel
Chapter 1720
Chapter 1720
“Huh?" Mrs. Simmons faltered, before finally mumbling, “Yes, yes, it was Estelle!"
Emily nodded and invited Mrs. Simmons to join her for breakfast.
After they finished eating, Emily texted Estelle, [Last night, Magdalen and I were both drunk last night.
Did you get the check? How much was it? I was supposed to treat. I'll transfer you the money.]
Estelle quickly responded. [It wasn't me. It should've been Charlie.]
Emily was taken aback. She texted back. [Charlie was there last night too?) [Yeah, he came with
Jonathan] Estelle replied.
Emily wanted to call Charlie and find out how much money he had covered for her last night, but
thought better of it.
After breakfast, Emily headed to work. On the subway, she was devoid of the usual enthusiasm and
anticipation for the workday.
Perhaps, it was her last day working at Paragon Pixel Design.
Once she got to the office and settled behind her desk, she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. She
loved her job and loved working with the seasoned designers in the firm. The environment was great,
but it seemed to be ending teo soon.novelbin
Pulling herself together, Emily began packing her things.
In the director's office, Cedric was informed of the decision to fire Emily. He frowned and asked, "What
did Emily do wrong? There has to be a reason!"
Ron scoffed, "Beck called first thing in the morning complaining about Emily. He threatened to end all
collaboration with our firm if we didn't fire her. Who's going to take responsibility if we lose a big client
like him?"
"Beck had ulterior motives. Emily was innocent!" Cedric argued.
"She offended a client. How is she innocent?" Ron snapped back, "Acting innocent and offending
clients is taboo in our industry"
“But Emily is a designer, not PR. She isn't obligated to deal with clients. It's not fair to her!" Cedric tried
to reason with Ron. “And you've seen her work. She's an excellent designer. Her initial drafts are
always spot-on. She's the talent we need!"
Impatient, Ron retorted, “We're not short of good designers. What we need are big clients like Beck.
Can't you grasp this simple logic?"
Disappointed, Cedric glared at Ron. "We, as Emily's superiors, should protect her, not sacrifice her for
some scumbag's interests."
“Beck will be here soon. You can take it up with him. If he forgives Emily, I have nothing to say!" Ron
coldly replied, “Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."
Cedric stormed out of the office, leaving Ron smirking.
Around nine, Ron's assistant called Emily to the director's office.
Emily was prepared for the worst. Without asking any questions, she nodded in agreement, ‘I'll be right
there."
Edgar leaned in and joked, “You're a regular visitor in the director's office now. Are they praising you
again? If so, lunch is on you."
"Sure, lunch is on me!" Emily laughed, said nothing more, and with her ID and resignation letter,
headed to the director's office.
Crossing the long hallway, Emily stood outside the office, clutching her resignation letter, and took a
deep breath.