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    Rachel sighed and gently nudged Natalia aside. “Natalia, you do realize I’m yourpetition, right?” she said in a serious tone.


    “Didn’t you already break up with Brian?” Natalia shot back without missing a beat.


    Rachel froze for a moment. Tracy hadn’t heard about the breakup yet, and she certainly hadn’t expected Natalia to be in the loop. “How do you know about that?” Rachel asked, frowning slightly.


    “It’s a long story, but let’s just say I have my sources,” Natalia said smugly. “Since you and Brian are done, we’re not even rivals anymore. Besides, even if we were, at least you’d be a fairpetitor. But Tracy? She’s a different story. She annoyed me today, and I can’t just let it slide. I have to put her in her ce, or I won’t feel right.”


    Listening to her, Rachel couldn’t help but feel a little envy.


    Natalia was refreshingly straightforward—when she liked someone, she made it obvious; when she disliked someone, she didn’t bother hiding it. No games, no pretense.


    That unrestrained confidence was something Rachel genuinely admired.


    But deep down, she understood that she and Natalia came frompletely different worlds.


    Natalia had the luxury of being backed by a powerful family. As the cherished only daughter, her father shielded her from hardships, ensuring she never faced any real struggles. Rachel, on the other hand, was merely an afterthought in the Marsh family.


    In the end, Natalia’s relentless persistence won out, and Rachel reluctantly followed her.


    The moment they stepped out of the elevator, they ran straight into Tracy.


    Tracy’s brows furrowed as she looked Rachel up and down. “If I remember correctly, Brian didn’t call you or invite you to a meeting, right?” Her tone was condescending.


    “What? Are you psychic? How do you know he didn’t call me?” Rachel raised a brow, unimpressed.


    Tracy’s lips pressed into a thin line, momentarily speechless. But the second she noticed Natalia, she quickly found a new target.


    “Fine, even if that’s the case, the executive floor is strictly for senior staff. Not just anyone can waltz in.” Her gaze swept over Natalia, her meaning loud and clear.


    “That’s called discrimination,” Rachel quickly fired back.


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    Since she had brought Natalia here, it was her responsibility to back her up.


    Tracy’s face twisted with irritation. She pointed an usatory finger at her. “Do you still think you hold the same status as Brian’s fiancée? You’re just a manager now. What right do you have to talk back to me?”


    “And so what if I’m just a manager? Based onpany hierarchy, my rank is still higher than yours,” Rachel shot back.


    “That’s impossible!” Tracy snapped. “I’m Brian’s secretary. I work directly in the executive office.”


    Rachel gave a mean smile. “And? Do you think that puts you on the same level as Ronald? Before you start looking down on others, maybe you should take a hard look at yourself. If it weren’t for Brian, you’d be nothing.”


    A slow, rhythmic p echoed through the hallway.


    Natalia, perched casually against the wall in her heels, looked thoroughly entertained.


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