The minutes felt like days for Jian Ru as she waited for a response in the lounge. She felt that with every tick of the clock, her happiness was drifting from her grasp. How could she reverse the circumstances if that hateful girl had really bewitched the president?
She felt her hatred become intense at the thought. How could that b*tch give something so dangerous to the CEO? As a subordinate, she should have fetched a fresh drink if he was thirsty. It was all her fault if something bad happened to him.
In Jian Ru's mind, she held no fault in the matter. Her intentions had never been to harm the president. She had not even been involved in the matter. Everything that had happened could be attributed to Hu Lei's irresponsible behaviour. Even if the champagne had been clean, giving a used glass to CEO Zhong could expose him to diseases. Who knew where that slut had been and what she had carried from there?
