She was almost certain that Tiffany had set her sights on Gem Atkinson.
In River State, eighty percent of women wanted to marry Gem, but Forsythia Brown didn't worry, because most of these women were too far from Gem to be considered threats.
But Tiffany was too close for comfort.
It wasn't that Forsythia didn't trust Gem, but she just didn't want another Norma Ruby or Coral Ruby to emerge from his surroundings.
Such people were like pythons lurking in the shadows, occasionally striking at you. Although it wasn't deadly, it still caused pain and itchiness.
With a smile, Forsythia said to Fred Andrews, "Having such an outstanding man really isn't a good thing. I wish Gem could be a bit more ordinary."
Being perceptive, Fred understood Forsythia's meaning — Tiffany's restless gaze had set on their boss.
"Miss, I understand. When we get back, I'll have HR fire her."
"No, don't fire her."
"Then…"
