After Rebirth, I Tore Apart the White-eyed Wolf and the Fake Daughter

Ready to leave after enough attention, Yesenia was stopped by the staff and asked to pay the bill.

"When did I ever pay the bill?" Her tone was sharp and angry.

Knowing that I arranged it, running to me, gritting my teeth, and glaring.

"Jessica, are you out of your mind? I worked hard to build a reputation for the Langham family, and you're here to ruin it? You don't understand anything about social etiquette, and you just like to make trouble! Hurry up and cancel the notice immediately!" she said.

I lowered my head and swiped my phone to check the sales report, "Any shopping that is not reported to the company has to be paid for by yourself!"

Yesenia went to pay the bill angrily and discovered that the supplementary card was suspended. Embarrassed and without escape, she feigned fainting and played the pity card.

A poor student immediately ran over and hugged her, slapping my phone out of my hand, and said, "Your boss is overworked and has low blood sugar. How can you still be in the mood to look at your broken phone? Quickly bring her some candy!"

As I casually dug into my ear, I glanced at my custom-made phone lying shattered on the ground. "Does a phone that costs a fortune really deserve to be called broken like this?"

This poor student was called Harold Laxton. On the day of the MBA opening ceremony, he saw me getting out of a luxury car and showed great concern for me. Later, I didn't know who said the car belonged to Yesenia. I was just a lousy assistant who hitched a ride and attended classes. He immediately changed his attitude towards me and constantly flattered Yesenia.

Yesenia assumed that the assistant was the face of the company. Not only did she take many expensive clothes from my room, but she also "borrowed" a lot of jewelry. She dressed herself up in a luxurious and extravagant manner every day.

On the other hand, I had spent most of my time designing, and my attire was mainly loose and casual and the jewelry I wore was simple and self-made, keeping a simple and matching style.

In comparison, coupled with Yesenia's vague words, everyone thought I was a high-profile assistant who still needed the boss to drive for me. They hinted at me shamelessly, and some even shouted at me.

If it weren't for Kenny teaching me not to waste time with these idles, I would have given him a few slaps long ago.

Yesenia remained "unconscious," and Harold carried her and rushed her to the hospital.

I instructed the store manager to notify the legal department directly if Yesenia didn't pay the bill.

Not far from the mall, a large flowerpot suddenly fell from above and hit my head.

The large flowerpot shattered right below my feet, narrowly missing my head! If I hadn't stepped back in time, I would have surely been killed!

I looked up with an indifferent gaze and saw a flash of green shadow above the tall building, and it was the school uniform!