"The Secretary Team at the headquarters is directly subordinate to the CEO. They're akin to eunuchs serving the emperor in ancient times. Do you know the power that those eunuchs held? You have been discredited by just a mere minor official. Where else could you find a eunuch as disgraceful as you?" Mocked Matilda Murphy.
"Hey, can we find a better analogy?" Victoria Talkington retorted, her voice dropping, "The eunuch analogy is too harsh…"
"What, would you rather be a royal guard?" Matilda Murphy shot her a look.
"That..." Suddenly, Victoria looked down again, "Can we just not tell anyone about what happened today?"
Matilda Murphy frowned, her expression cooling, "Are you scared that Hank Clegg will find out?" Her tone carried a trace of displeasure and was slightly ominous.
Victoria looked away, "Everyone associated with the Clegg Family… scares me…"
"Relax," Matilda Murphy was back to her ice queen demeanor, "I have no interest in gossiping about strangers."
