Chapter 1366: Chapter 1366: Really Dislike Her
George Robbins hesitated, but his words had already made his hint abundantly clear.
Florienna Ellis’s eyes flicked slightly, and the palm she had placed on George Robbins’s wrist reflexively tightened.
"What you mean is... as long as Charlotte Thompson makes a mistake in this collaboration, then she’s guaranteed to be kicked out of the company?"
Though George Robbins didn’t give a definitive answer, a glimpse of his expression was enough for Florienna to make an accurate guess.
"When it comes to interests, the company always outweighs the individual, especially at such a critical moment."
Hearing this, Florienna’s lips curled into a smirk, and she leaned closer into George’s embrace.
"So, what’s your plan?"
At her question, George Robbins tilted Florienna’s chin up and gently grazed her skin with his fingertips.
"This time, I’ll still need your help."
"Me?"
...
"Florienna, so you’re here."
That voice shook Florienna out of her daze. When she turned her head, she was surprised to find Coco walking toward her.
Thinking of how Coco was Charlotte Thompson’s assistant, Florienna’s expression darkened slightly with discontent.
"I’ve been looking everywhere for you at the office, and here you are. Why’d you come here?" Coco glanced around and then spoke to Florienna.
"What do you want?"
Florienna tried her best to make her tone sound less harsh.
"Oh, earlier we were talking about ordering fruits, but we couldn’t get ahold of you. I’d never have guessed I’d run into you here while I was delivering documents. You should head back to the design department; they probably haven’t placed the order yet." Coco replied.
Thinking it might be something important, Florienna was annoyed to find out it was just something trivial. She responded dismissively, inwardly grumbling about the waste of time.
Just as she was about to turn and leave, she heard Coco throw out something unexpected.
"Miss Thompson was too much today. It’s not like slacking off and making a tiny mistake is such a big deal, but she still went off on you like that."
That comment was enough to stop Florienna in her tracks. She turned her head back, her eyes filled with suspicion and even a tinge of vigilance as she looked at Coco.
Noticing Florienna’s gaze, Coco froze momentarily, then quickly covered her mouth as if realizing she had misspoken.
She glanced around, and once she confirmed there was no one else nearby, she stepped a little closer to Florienna.
"Florienna, at this point, I might as well be honest with you. Sure, I’m Miss Thompson’s assistant, but honestly, I can’t stand her at all."
Like she’d stumbled onto some groundbreaking revelation, Florienna’s eyes lit up, though her expression remained indifferent and distant.
"What do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean? Just what I said." Coco scoffed coldly at the thought of something. She spread out her palms, her tone dripping with frustration.
"For someone who’s accomplished nothing, she sure acts poised every day, flaunting her connection to Mr. Battleson like it gives her the right to be insufferably arrogant. Don’t be fooled by her soft and sweet demeanor in public—she’s downright vicious with me in private."
Suddenly, as if she’d found someone to pour her grievances to, Coco started rambling endlessly. Her words were nothing but criticisms of Charlotte Thompson.
"She’s ridiculously picky, you know? Claims she refuses to drink coffee from the café downstairs and only drinks freshly brewed coffee. But guess what? The other day, I went to that café to buy a cake, and I saw her sitting there sipping their coffee! And another time, just because there were a few typos in a document I edited, she made me redo all fifty pages from scratch!"