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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 418
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Chapter 418: "That would be you!" Alita was seething, ready to vent her frustration.

"Didn't you get that? You're desperate and pathetic." Elissa's anger flared. She hadn't anticipated Alita's irrational behavior.

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"You owean apology! Apologize tonow!" "Humph." Alita smirked.

"You think I'm going to apologize? Not happening!" "Fine!" Frustrated to the core, Elissa said, "I'm taking this to Ms. Nicolson!" "Alita!" Their colleagues intervened, holding Alita back.

"Con, just say you're sorry." "Ms. Nicolson isn't fond of discord among the staff." Should this matter reach Blanche, she'd likely reprimand everyone involved, regardless of who was at fault.

With a huff, Alita expressed her skepticism.

"Ms. Nicolson? Since when does she abide by her own rules?" "Watch what you're saying, Alita!" a colleague warned.

Elissa chuckled.

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"If you're so bold, let's go together and you can repeat that to Ms. Nicolson." Seizing Alita by the arm, Elissa said, "We're going now!" Others joined in, saying, "Just say you're sorry, Alita!" "Remember, Ms. Nicolson's already wary of you because of your last mishap." "Think about your future!" Faced with collective pressure, Alita grimaced but capitulated.

"Fine, sorry." Elissa was unsatisfied.

"That won't cut it. Apologize to Hadley too, and mean it this time.”

Biting back further protest, Alita fetched a glass of orange juice from the beverage station and set it down before Hadley, her gesture slightly warm. "I crossed a line, and I apologize for that, Hadley."

Hadley, never fond of Alita, still chose to keep the workplace peace. She he took the orange juice, saying, "It's okay." Yet Alita watched her intently, insisting, "Please drink it. Your forgiveness only counts if you drink the orange juice."

Blanche and an elegant lady engaged in lively conversation as they entered, making their way straight to a private dining room, intending to enjoy a quiet meal.