“Eli, Ms. Torres hit me. I just wanted to apologize to her in the restroom, but she called me your obedient pet and said I wasn’t good enough for you.”

Elias was stunned. His eyes were full of shock and doubt when he looked at me. Elsa cried so much, but she managed to twist the truth with each of her words.

Elias frowned, holding the crying Elsa and asked uncertainly, “Anne, what’s going on?”

“Mr. Weber, do you really believe such a clumsy setup?” I laughed in disbelief and sighed. “There was someone else in the restroom earlier. It's Mrs. Blackwood from Macros Atom Group. Why don’t you ask her?”

Elsa’s crying stopped abruptly. Her face turned pale. “Eli, women understand women best. She only got close to you because she has bad intentions!”

She continued, “Anne looks down on me. She wants to be the one who get the title Mrs. Torres!”

Elias grew more upset by her tears. He looked at me with disappointment. “Elsa is still young and inexperienced. Even if she said something wrong, you shouldn’t have hit her.”

In the past, when another company tried to frame me, Elias had stood firmly by my side. He said that he'd always believe me. But now, it seemed even our strong partnership couldn’t compete with his hopeless romantic.

Seeing that I stayed silent, Elias decided to end things quietly.

He put an arm around Elsa’s shoulders and said tiredly, “Anne, it’s just a small incident. Do you have to make such a scene in front of everyone?”

“You’re my employee. You should know your place—focus on your work and stop thinking about things that don’t belong to you.”

“This matter ends here. Tomorrow, I want a written reflection on my desk.”

With that, he held the crying Elsa and left the room.

I stood on my spot while watching Elias and Elsa walked further away. A long sigh escaped my lips afterwards.

Mr. Port, an old acquaintance, handed me a cup of sober-up tea and said meaningfully, “Ms. Torres, someone with your talent shouldn’t have to endure false accusations. Know that Stars Bright Group will always welcome you.”

For some reason, an image of Elias at twenty flashed before my eyes.

Back then, he was full of confidence. He faced a collapsing company without the slightest fear. His eyes were firm as he pointed to the tallest building in Capitol.

He said, “Anne, I’ll make sure the Weber Group will get it's spotlight again.”