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The moment I returned to my position in the company, I suddenly realized the deep meaning of his words. Several projects that I personally managed had been quietly transferred to Ivy. As the new team leader, she assigned me to handle various trivial matters with a smile on her face.
Every day at noon, Steven would show up on time and take her to have lunch. His eyes, when they touched me, were as cold as ice.
On the Internet, the scandal about the Fu family spread like wildfire and became more and more serious.
He invited me to the Fu family press conference on Monday and asked me to clarify for him: Ivy is not a mistress. It was me who took advantage of her going abroad to interfere with her relationship with Steven , and even used pregnancy as bait to force Steven to marry me.
His words were high-sounding, promising that I could still become the envied Mrs. Fu, and I only had to endure a little insignificant criticism. In this way, the turmoil in the Fu family would be calmed down, and Ivy would not be affected at all. He also blamed all this on my willfulness at the wedding, and I should bear the consequences.
I flatly refused and resolutely put him on the blacklist. Fu's parents came one after another and warned me that I had better obey their arrangements and not to think that I could do whatever I wanted with the Fu's child in my belly. I gave them the same treatment as Steven and resolutely resigned from the company.
My ability is beyond doubt. Many companies have offered me olive branches before. But at this moment, I contacted them one by one, but they all responded with secrecy. I knew very well that this was a trick of the Fu family. They were forcing me to agree to the press conference. But this time, I would never compromise.
When I failed to apply for a job again, a former client contacted me and said that they needed manpower for their newly developed overseas industrial chain. The salary was not inferior to Fu's, but the job location was abroad. As an only child, I agreed to consider it first for the sake of my parents.
When I got back to the hotel, my father called me as expected, telling me that my mother's headache had come back. I immediately took a taxi home.
When I opened the door, Steven was there too.
My mother took my bag, looking very energetic. I stared at her, knowing that I was once again being taken away by my biological parents...