Book TRK
Chapter 42
Chapter 42
‘I can’t let her stay in the company! She needs to leave!’ Cindy thought, panicking.
It was at this moment that Tina received a call from the conference room.
“Please send in some refreshments.”
Right now, Tina was the only person in the office.
She stopped whatever she was doing and replied, “Alright, I’ll do it now.” C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.
All this while, Cindy didn’t leave the office. She stared at Tina, trying to think of a plan to rid Tina once and for all.
Very soon, a thought occurred to her. She approached Tina, and spoke in her gentlest tone.
“Miss Lynd, do you need help? I know you’re new here, so you might not know where some of the things are located.”
Tina looked at Cindy gratefully, not at all suspecting anything. “Thank you so much, Miss Young.”
With Cindy’s help, Tina prepared the refreshments in no time and served them to the conference room.
Cindy sat in the resting lounge afterwards, awaiting the results of her plan to manifest.
As time dragged on, the smile on her face widened even further. The proud expression plastered on her face made it obvious how proud she was of her work.
Just now, she had changed the water Tina had prepared into alcoholic drinks!
After spending quite a lot of time with Samuel, Cindy picked up a thing or two about John.
John had downright terrible alcohol intolerance. Right now, Cindy was waiting patiently for John to drink the refreshments Tina served. She was certain that John’s allergic reactions would soon disrupt the flow of the meeting, which would then raise suspicions about the drinks. Tina would be screwed!
One minute, two minutes. The clock ticked on.
When Tina left the conference room, Cindy prodded her gently, “Have they drunk the refreshments?”
“Yeah, they did,” Tina said, nodding.
Satisfied with her answer, Cindy deliberately blocked her way.
Utina. I have something to ask you. How did you come to know Samuel? I’m curious.”
“I…”
Tina didn’t know how to explain herself to Miss Young, whom she thought to be a kind and saintly lady.
Just then, they could hear a ruckus coming from the conference room. It sounded like someone had accidentally knocked over something.
Cindy’s eyes immediately lit up with joy.
‘It’s about time! John must’ve drank the alcohol, and now, he’s in pain!’ she thought in glee.
“What’s that sound?” Cindy asked, feigning ignorance.
Tina, still oblivious of Cindy’s evil scheme, said worriedly, “I’ll head in and check what’s going on.”
Just as the door swung open, Cindy shoved Tina away and sprinted inside.
As expected, John, seemingly in pain, bent forward as the people around him looked at him worriedly.
“Mr. Carter, what’s wrong?”
“Mr. Carter! Mr. Carter!”
Upon witnessing the chaos ensuing, Cindy smirked proudly.
‘You’re done for, Tina! Look at what you did to Mr. Carter!’
“Mr. Carter, are you feeling unwell?”
Cindy approached John for a quick look. When she was certain that John had fallen ill, she shifted her gaze to the drinks on the table, let out a loud gasp, and picked up the cup to examine it.
With a nervous tone, she added, “Samuel! If I remember correctly, Mr. Carter has really bad alcohol intolerance, right?”
Samuel frowned. “How do you know that?”
“You told me before,” she explained.
Then, she shifted her gaze to Tina.
“Miss Lynd, it seems there’s something wrong with the refreshments. What exactly did you serve? There’s alcohol in the drinks! You’re in big trouble now!”
Tina stood there with a face filled with bewilderment, frozen on the spot.