Chapter 340:
Tracy was left dumbfounded. It wasn’t long before she eximed, “You’re just an intern; how dare you behave with such audacity? You assaulted me, and now you indulge as if you own the ce. Were those cupcakes meant for you?”
Natalia deliberately looked at Ronald, blinking innocently. “Oh, were they not?”
“They were certainly not,” Tracy retorted. “Ronald, this intern is crossing the line. Could you please have security escort her out?”
Undeterred, Natalia grinned and took another cupcake.
As she ate, she nced at Ronald and teased, “Oh, really? Ronald, she is asking you to throw me out. Will you?”
Ronald was about to respond when Natalia suddenly began to cough violently, having swallowed too hastily. He quickly went to her side, patting her back with genuine concern.
After she calmed down, he offered her a ss of water, saying, “Miss Carpenter, please, drink some water to help.”
“Miss Carpenter?” Tracy’s confusion was evident.
Given Ronald’s respectful attitude, was this Natalia Carpenter, the daughter of the influential Wilson Carpenter?
“Didn’t expect you here. You should’ve told me you wereing,” Brian said.
Natalia crossed her arms, pouting. “I did call, but your dear secretary decided I wasn’t important enough to let through.”
Tracy froze, momentarily at a loss for words. So, this was really Natalia Carpenter. There was no mistaking it now.
“What’s going on?” Brian turned to look at them.
Tracy quickly stepped forward, putting on a forced smile. “Brian, it’s my mistake. People are always trying to meet you—some you don’t even know—so I assumed she was just another one of them.” It sounded like a reasonable excuse.
“So I… I just…” Tracy’s voice faded,ced with just the right amount of pity, as if she were on the verge of tears.
She turned to Natalia, her voice soft and pitiful. “Miss Carpenter, I’m so sorry. It was all my fault. If it’ll make you feel better, you can p me again if you want.”
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Natalia found her words utterly disgusting. This wasn’t an apology; it was a performance for sympathy.
Natalia scoffed and gave Tracy a cold look. “What’s with the act? You just want to cry about how I hit you, right? Fine, I’ll say it outright—I hit you because I felt like it. So what? If you’ve got the guts, hit me back.”
Tracy gasped and ducked behind Brian, shrinking into herself.
“Brian, that’s not what I meant,” Tracy said, her voice trembling just enough to sound pitiful. “Miss Carpenter, I apologize if I said anything wrong and upset you. Please don’t be mad. I wouldn’t want to cause any trouble between you and Brian.”
Natalia nted her hands on her hips, simmering with irritation. She had heard of Tracy’s antics, but seeing them firsthand was a different experience. And today had been a real eye-opener.
Tracy was really an artist when it came to ying the victim.
Natalia realized she had miscalcted. She had assumed this would be easy. ying innocent for sympathy? Anyone could do that. Even she had pulled that trick on her father more times than she could count. If it was a performance Tracy wanted, she was happy to give her a show.
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