Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 130 - A hundred mouths to feed

She held out for Brenden.

The first time I saw her, Adriana laughed and cried, and said calmly, "It's not true, Hayley.

What an idiot.

"Tsk ...... Look at that, Adriana kind of people, they did it, they did it, and they don't even admit it."

"How can a shameless person like her admit it?"

"There's nothing that can't be done when your best friend's man is seduced."

"Yes, it is."

......

Everyone didn't believe what Adriana said and seemed to have defined the idea of her as a 'shameless

bitch' long ago.

Even though a hundred arguments, there is no point.

"What hearsay, Uncle has been sent to a small factory, ironclad evidence, do not give me a defense."

Hayley grunted and turned to leave.

Adriana rushed helplessly out of the office and went to the pantry to sort out her clothes.

If ......

If the person who just threw water at her was not Hayley, she would have slapped her face up.

But she didn't do that because that person was the daughter of her adoptive mother, Thelma, Jenkins'

sister.

She didn't want to make things too difficult for Jenkins.

After a few days, the first day of work was so bad that Adriana were a little disheveled and frustrated,

even down.

I don't want to go back to work, but now I have no choice.

Even if every day is a torment, she is still willing to persevere.

When she returned to the office, Adriana was so absorbed in her work that she went to the dining hall

alone to eat after work.

The moment people enter the dining hall, almost can find a lot of people are looking over towards her,

pointing, into the ears are dirty words.

Adriana how strong inside, also can not accept such a gaze, hundreds of people questioned, mockery,

ridicule, contempt, disdain for the eyes, like a million sharp arrows into the heart, pain can not breathe.

She was stunned in place for a few seconds and finally chose to leave the company dining hall.

Out of the office, ordered a meal at a nearby small restaurant and ate a little bit casually.

As I ate, I couldn't stop the tears from welling up in my eyes.

Her hand holding the chopsticks froze, and she really had no appetite at all.

Put down his chopsticks, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, got up, and left.

Under the years of training, she is not such a fragile person, but now under the circumstances, she is

almost isolated, and how can she be strong to face?

Back at the office, after punching in and returning to the sitting area, people have not yet sat down,

they found that the chair is a bit out of place.

Raised his foot, a gentle kick, the stool hailed and fell to the ground.

Stool legs are broken

Faced with such a dramatic scene, it was like going back to school days when images of being bullied

came to mind.

But what else could she say, she could only suffer in silence.

She went to change a new chair, sat down, pulled open the drawer, ready to get information, who knew

that the drawer just opened, there was a snake coiled inside, scared her face, almost screamed.

Fix your eyes on a fake snake toy that can be found everywhere on a roadside vending stall.

"Do you want to be so childish?"

She took the one snake and threw it straight into the trash.

In the afternoons, the work was normal, and in the evenings, not surprisingly, Nelson Dean asked her

to work late.

Adriana worked late into the night alone at the office without complaint.

Waiting for eleven or twelve o'clock, she people downstairs, but found a dark downstairs.

Took the phone and turned on the flashlight, walked to the front door, tugged on the door, and the door

of the building was locked tight.

"Is there anyone? Anyone?"

Adriana shouted loudly, but no one responded.

In the company group, she sent several consecutive messages asking who had the phone number of

the company's security department.

However, not a single person picked up on it.

All that remains is irony.

Adriana sat down dejectedly at the bar in the first floor lobby and leaned back in her chair, exhausted

as never before.

The most difficult period in her life was the years when she raised Helen alone, but those years were

not nearly as difficult as the present.

At that time, there was just not enough time for exertion, and at this time, it is the heartbreak of being

hit by a hundred tortures and stress.

The Alston family villa, second floor study.

"Boss, Ms. Hale is locked out of the office."

While Peter was sitting at his desk concentrating on his work, his assistant Hank came over and told

Peter the truth about the company.

Maybe Adriana didn't know that Hank was also in that department group.

Peter stopped writing and said after a moment, "What does it have to do with me? Don't tell me about

that woman in the future. Get out!"

"Yes, boss."

Hank raised an eyebrow, did not expect just Adriana's matter let the boss so angry.

It seems that something really can't be said in the future.

He turned and left the study, closing the door behind him.

Peter ambled to the desk, although his eyes were fixed on the document, but a few minutes passed,

still on that page, did not turn over.

Snap!

Unable to concentrate, Peter closed the file with some levity and tossed it aside.

What comes to mind is Adriana alone in the lobby of the company, miserable and pitiful.

At that moment, the heart, vaguely fluttered.

The moment her hands fell on the armrest of the executive chair and she was about to get up, the

image in her mind flashed and it was again yesterday's rainy night when Adriana made some sarcastic

remarks to her.

A glimmer of starlight under his eyes instantly dulled, and sat down again.

"Hank!"

He called out.

Hank walked in immediately, "Boss, what's the order?"

"Go ask the security department, how do they do things, someone is still in the company without

knowing, then if there is a thief, who is responsible? A bunch of useless losers!"

He gave an angry rebuke.

Hank's eyelids raised and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Okay, I'll give the order."

I think: boss, worry about Ms. Hale, just say it, but also have to hide it.

It seems that it is better to tell him about Ms. Hale in the future.

Thinking about this, he added, "boss, Ms. Hale is isolated in the legal department and is still being ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he received a sharp look from Peter, "You're idle?"

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"Get out!"

"Yes."

Hank really can't understand the nature of the boss, can't get attention, simply warned himself for the

last time, from now on Adriana thing must must not mention in front of him.

Twenty minutes later, Adriana, who was sleeping on her stomach at the front desk on the first floor of

Alston Group, was nudged awake.

She opened her eyes in a blur and looked at the security guard with a flashlight, "You're finally here."

"Why haven't you left yet? Hurry up and go, hurry up and go, it's already the time and still in the

company, want to kill us."

"Oh, sorry, the department is working overtime today, so I'm really bothering you guys."

Adriana was so tired that she thanked him and left the company, thinking that it was someone in the

department group who had contacted the security department.

How else would there be security patrols at this time of day.

When she got home, she went to bed early.