On her way back to the office, Aurora finally checked her phone and saw the news headline: "Special Feature Report: The Mysterious Heiress of Montgomery Group."


    The article featured various introductions about Aurora and statements from senior management, while those who had been most vociferous in their criticisms online had now fallen silent.


    Thus, it turned out she was the president''s daughter, and everyone had mistakenly thought she was a mistress, prompting a mixture ofughter and disbelief.


    The controversy had not yet subsided when another major incident involving the Montgomery Group made the news, this time with photos of Vice President Paul and apany employee.


    Previously, just a photo of Aurora and Magnus holding hands had excitedizens, let alone the current photos.


    Besides the pictures of their car rendezvous, there was also a short video, in which Paul was seen embracing Alison by her slim waist.


    They had just reached the car when they couldn''t resist kissing passionately.


    Although the image was somewhat unclear, one could see legs in high heels.


    Important parts were pixted, yet the video went viral as soon as it was released.


    Even without payments, thebativeness of people online was evidently strong enough as forums were nearly overwhelmed by these posts.


    There were many anonymous postsining about how they had been bullied by Alison before, vehemently criticizing her usual behavior and conduct.


    The already bustling forums became lively once again, with everyone discussing the matter eagerly.


    The men''sments were generally of this nature:


    "Damn! This woman is saucy!"


    "Those legs... Oh my God!"


    "Curse these pixels."


    While the women seemed to have agreed among themselves:


    "This woman is so cheap."


    "If I were her mom, I''d be furious!"


    "What''s with young girls these days, can''t they get by on their own efforts without resorting to this?"


    "Just looking at her, you can tell she''s sleazy and cheap, truly an eyesore."


    "I work at the samepany as her, and what''s this? I''ve even seen her getting cozy with the vice president in the office, unbelievable!"


    "Damn! She really disgraces us women."


    As online fervor surged again, Aurora walked through thepany, her status dramatically changed from the day before.


    "Manager, good morning."


    "Good morning."


    They all greeted her with smiles, whereas Alison, who had spent the night out with friends and hadn''t slept, just changed her clothes and came in.


    She still smelled faintly of alcohol and staggered into the lobby, unaware of the current online storm.


    Many saw her and snickered behind their hands.


    "What are youughing at?"


    Others didn''t reply and quickly left, while Alison snorted and entered the elevator.


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    It was the peak hour for work, and the elevator was already full. Just as Alison settled in, someone forcefully squeezed in, pushing her body harshly.


    Previously, if she had been here, people outside would definitely not dare toe in, much less squeeze next to her deliberately.


    "Are you blind? The elevator is full, can''t you wait for the next one?" she coldly red at the person.


    "The elevator is always this crowded, is today your first day at work?" a person retorted sharply.


    "Yeah, and you still take the subway to work?" another chimed in.


    "How dare you talk to me like this!" Alison fumed, these were people who previously wouldn''t even dare to look at her.


    What had gotten into them today to act so out of character, boldly standing up to her?


    A person nearby sneered, "Oh, so you really think of yourself as a princess, huh?"


    "If we''re not supposed to talk to you like this, then how should we speak? You little


    tramp, you only got into thepany by sleeping with men.


    If I were you, I''d keep a low profile, just keep my job, and tell no one."


    "You... you''re all being utterly unreasonable." Alison was clueless about what had


    happened, feeling the sting of everyone turning against her.


    "Unreasonable? Youngdy, consider this a lesson. You''d better keep a low profile from now on."


    As the elevator doors opened, everyone left without paying any more attention to Alison, all smiles.


    Fuming, Alison stormed off to her department and as soon as she entered, she heard peals ofughter.


    "Ha, did you know? That little slut has really messed up this time."


    "How could I not know? Even the janitors are talking about it."


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    "I''ve always disliked her, and this time I really have to thank whoever posted it! Such explosive news."


    "Tsk tsk, she always seemed so flirty, but this is beyond what we imagined. They actually did it in the garage, and someone caught it on camera. I don''t know if that''s clever or stupid."


    "Speaking of which, that man really has something."


    "Which man?"


    "Of course, our vice president. He''s a middle-aged man, but despite the video being edited, I could see they were in the car for a long time, very vigorous." a woman giggled.


    "Ha, I heard from his former secretary that he is far more capable than the average man in that department. You should have seen how desperate that slut looked in the video, tsk tsk..."


    "What video?" Alison realized that something was seriously wrong; they were clearly talking about her.


    "Look, here shees." The office''s attitude wasn''t the indifferent one they had shown in the elevator but rather openly mocking, obviously influenced by her usual behavior. "What are you talking about?" Alison asked.


    "You can''t still be unaware of what''s happened, can you?" the others looked at her as if she were an alien.


    Confused, Alison demanded, "Tell me now, or I''ll tear your mouths apart."


    "Ha, who do you think you are, princess? Better go pack up your things, you might not have the chanceter."


    Everyone dispersedughing, leaving Alison with a rising sense of panic.


    Everyone knew something she didn''t; suddenly, she grabbed her phone.


    When she saw the huge banner headline, she felt like she was going to lose her mind.