Though Sherlowill was eventually lectured by his mom for a long time,
It still wasn't enough to make me feel better.
I quickly uploaded a photo of Sherlowill's back onto a second-hand market website.
"A boss who is too shady to deal with, minor flaws, small knife included."
Buyer: "What flaws?"
I smirked as I decided to take it to the next level and ruin his reputation.
"Not great, you'll understand."
Buyer: "Jolene, you have one minute to appear in my office."
Bad news: Defaming the boss, caught by the boss.
Good news: I'm used to it.
Hmph, I'm almost off work. I won't go, let him stew.
Seeing my lack of response, Sherlowill tried to summon me via social media.
Big loser boss: "???"
Jolene: "It's all a misunderstanding. I'll be right there."
Only my body looks down, but my fiery soul stays upright!
No, I won't lower my body either.
I bravely walked into Sherlowill's office, my head held high like a hero helping an old lady across the street.
"What do you want, hurry up, I'm about to leave work."
Work at a set time, leave at the appointed time. With such a small salary, it's not worth staying even a minute longer.
"My mother gave me fifty million for my wedding, and insists that I get married this year."
Fifty million—what does that even mean?
Given my current salary and year-end bonus, even if I don't eat, drink, or spend any money, I'd have to start working from the hundred years ago to make it.
Later, Sherlowill said something, but I didn't hear it. My mind was consumed with the thought of fifty million.
"Miss Jolene, I'm talking to you."
"Why are you yelling? I heard you, alright!"
Sherlowill looked at his watch and saw that it was past the time for work.
One must keep work and personal life separate. During work hours, Sherlowill is my respected boss.
But after work hours, he's my childhood friend and a big fool.
---
Under Sherlowill's urging, I arranged a random matchmaking date for him.
The girl immediately said:
"Jolene, after all these years, you're still sticking to Sherlowill like a simp?"
I could feel the strong malice in her words.
But I was confused; it sounded like she had known me for years.
"Who are you?"
Sherlowill replied nonchalantly, "Elizabeth Connery."
What! My sworn enemy, Elizabeth Connery!
Back in school, Elizabeth suspected that I had developed feelings for her unremarkable, yet somewhat likable crush.
After my family went bankrupt, she not only added insult to injury but also secretly tarnished my reputation.
She spread rumors that I was dangling after her crush while also entangled with Sherlowill, making the whole school think I was a heartless flirt!
Seeing my old enemy living a good life now made me gnash my teeth in frustration.
"Aren't you Violet?"
I just couldn't connect the beautiful woman in front of me with the Elizabeth I remembered.
"Oh~ I get it, plastic surgery and a name change, huh? Elizabeth, you've really gone all out."
"Call me Violet!"
I stuck out my tongue at her.
"Damn you, no way."
Not only that, but I also planned to make her angry.
I hugged Sherlowill's arm, leaning intimately on his shoulder.
In a high-pitched voice, I forced out a fake tone:
"Mr. Freckles~ she's so fierce, how could she ever match up to you?"
Violet stomped her foot in anger.
"Disgusting!"
Once Violet left, I immediately dropped my sweet and gentle facade.
"I don't approve of this match. I'll find someone better for you, someone a thousand times better than her."
The way I look angry was just like a mother trying to stop her precious son from marrying a wicked old witch.
Fortunately, Sherlowill wasn't so infatuated with Elizabeth that he couldn't see reason.
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The next day, Violet showed up at the company wearing delicate makeup, bringing snacks to Sherlowill.
Haha, what a well-disguised ulterior motive.
I immediately handled it with professionalism.
"Sorry, Mr. Freckles doesn't eat sweets."
Elizabeth circumvented me without hesitation.
"It's alright, I also brought some savory cheese biscuits. I'm sure Mr. Freckles will like them."
I quickly stepped forward and blocked her again.
"Sorry, Mr. Freckles has no sense of taste, everything tastes bland."
As for when he lost his sense of taste, well, it's right now.
"I've come all this way, I just want to say hi to Mr. Freckles."
Elizabeth was determined to push through, so I did my best to stop her.
In the tussle and back-and-forth, I accidentally pushed Elizabeth's artificial nose out of place.
Seeing her distorted nose, I imagined debts piling up, beckoning at me.
