Luna led Stella to the public relations department. She then introduced her to the other employees. "Listen up, guys! This is Stella Anderson, your new colleague."
With a polite smile, Stella said, "Nice to meet you all. It's an honor to be part of this department. I hope we can get along well."
The others were shocked by Stella's rapid onboarding. They whispered to each other.
"Is she the PR officer who was transferred here to work for Mr. Clark personally? She looks pretty. I wonder if she's a beauty with brains or just an empty skull."
"Come on. You should know that Mr. Clark has an eye for the best talents. I bet she's good at what she does."
"I'm so jealous of her. She gets to work closely with Mr. Clark. What a lucky girl!"
Stella heard it all. However, her smile remained the same and she didn't say anything.
On the other hand, Luna's face became a shade redder. She frowned at Stella.
These comments fanned the flames of her dissatisfaction.
It was widely known that Matthew put potential employees through a vigorous interview process. But earlier, she had witnessed how lenient he was with Stella.
Luna eyed Stella from head to toe. She was certain that this newcomer was just a numbskull.
Out of spite, she vowed to make Stella suffer.
Luna's conniving mind got to work immediately. She decided to give Stella the most difficult task on ground.
"Here you go. This is your first task as ordered by Mr. Clark. Currently, everyone is on the verge of completing the projects they have been working on. The only task left is concerning the choice of background music for the company's upcoming anniversary party." As Luna held the necessary document, her tone was natural. "Your job is to communicate with the other party and make sure the background music is confirmed ASAP."
Stella frowned and asked, "Is there anything else I must know?"
The choice of background music was one of the simplest aspects that went into a banquet preparation. As such, it was odd that it was still not done.
Luna was hell-bent on making Stella suffer, so she didn't bother explaining. She just threw the document to Stella and said, "The client involved will come later. You'll know all about it when you guys meet."
With that, she went straight to her desk.
Stella shrugged instead of asking any more questions.
For some peace and quiet, she went into the meeting room while flipping through the document.
The second the door was shut, a discussion broke out in the office again.
"This newcomer is doomed. Henry is not an easy person to work with. Not only is he picky, he's also a pervert. I shudder at the thought of what he would do to her."
"You are not alone. Anyway, I wish her good luck."
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In the meeting room, Stella studied all there was to know about the task and the client she would be meeting.
The client was a pianist named Henry Scott.
The company's management was interested in using his piano piece at the 30th anniversary party which was just around the corner. For some unknown reason, they were yet to reach an agreement.
She had just finished the last page of the document when the door of the meeting room was pushed open.
A man wearing a pair of jeans and a casual shirt with rolled-up sleeves came in.
Stella stood up immediately and smiled. "Hello, Mr. Scott. Thanks for coming. I'm Stella Anderson and I will be responsible for discussing the cooperation concerning the use of your piece for the upcoming anniversary banquet. Please, have a seat."
"Okay," Henry replied and pulled out the chair beside Stella.
With his arms folded over his chest, he reclined in the chair and stared at her.
Stella avoided his gaze.
As she sat down, she moved the chair away a little bit. Then, she began in a professional tone. "You are yet to reach an agreement with us for the use of your piano piece. Is there a reason for that? If you have any reservations about it, do tell. I assure you that we will satisfy you as long as it's within our power."
Henry remained mute as his eyes wandered all over her.
An icy warning trickled up Stella's spine. She felt uncomfortable under his stare, but she still smiled. "I'm aware that you are currently preparing to go on a nationwide tour soon. I promise that this won't affect your preparations. On the contrary, we will spare some time to publicize your tour at the banquet as a token of our appreciation. What do you think?"
Henry rubbed his chin for a while before saying, "I have to say that you make quite an attractive offer." He gave her a side look and then smiled.
Stella held out the prepared contract. "Please read through the contract. If you have a problem with any of the clauses, I can have it modified immediately."
Without taking the document, Henry leaned back and put his hands at the back of his head. "Reading is so much work. Worse yet, the contract looks so bulky. I don't want to go through it."
Hearing this, Stella was in a dilemma.
"How about you move closer and read it to me?" Henry's eyes glistened with interest as he looked at her.
Stella pursed her lips and took a deep breath.
Having worked in the PR industry for many years, she had come across all kinds of clients who requested strange things.
Reading a contract aloud didn't seem that much of a big deal.
With that in mind, Stella moved a little closer while still making sure she was a safe distance from him. She then cleared her throat and began reading.
Her eyes were on the document, but she could feel his burning stare wandering all over her body.
It gave her the heebie-jeebies.
Nonetheless, Stella straightened up and tried to concentrate on what she was reading.
Suddenly, Henry leaned over sharply.
Stella ducked out of instinct.
Smiling smugly, he leaned even closer.
"What a beautiful necklace you have got there. It goes well with your radiant skin."
As he spoke, he reached out with the intention of touching her neck.
It took Stella great restraint not to slap his hand away. Instead, she leaned back further and glared at him as her disgust grew stronger.
"If you like this necklace, I will help you order one and send it to your company after the meeting. Can we get back to the agenda now?"
Henry's hand froze in the air and he sneered, "I thought Prosperity Group wanted to work with me. But it turns out I was wrong. I'm a very busy man, so I shouldn't be wasting my precious time talking with insincere people."
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a hint of threat.
All of a sudden, the door was pushed open.
"The cooperation is canceled!"
With an expressionless face, Matthew walked in. He stood in front of Stella and faced Henry.
The Sword Of My Heart: Marrying A Phantom Tycoon
Everyone in town knew Amelia had chased Jaxton for years, even etching his initials on her skin. When malicious rumors swarmed, he merely straightened his cuff links and ordered her to kneel before the woman he truly loved. Seething with realization, she slammed her engagement ring down on his desk and walked away. Not long after, she whispered "I do" to a billionaire, their wedding post crashing every feed. Panic cracked Jaxton. "She's using you to spite me," he spat. The billionaire just smiled. "Being her sword is my honor."
Irresistible Seduction: Married For Deception, Loved For Real
Five years into marriage, Hannah caught Vincent slipping into a hotel with his first love-the woman he never forgot. The sight told her everything-he'd married her only for her resemblance to his true love. Hurt, she conned him into signing the divorce papers and, a month later, said, "Vincent, I'm done. May you two stay chained together." Red-eyed, he hugged her. "You came after me first." Her firm soon rocketed toward an IPO. At the launch, Vincent watched her clasp another man's hand. In the fitting room, he cornered her, tears burning in his eyes. "Is he really that perfect? Hannah, I'm sorry... marry me again."
A Second Shot With My Glamorous Ex-wife
"Madelyn spent years in a marriage built on lies, loving a man whose heart had never been hers. It had always belonged to her adopted sister, Rebecca. When the truth came crashing down, everything she believed in shattered with it. Broken and betrayed, she walked away, determined to reclaim the pieces of her life. But just when she thought she was finally free, Jason returned, eyes full of regret, pleading for another chance. ""Can we go back to the way things were?"" Now, torn between the pain of the past and the ghost of love, Madelyn must decide: trust him again or finally choose herself."
The Humble Ex-wife Is Now A Brilliant Tycoon
For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"
Marrying Her Was Easy, Losing Her Was Hell
"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."
Brilliance Unmasked: The Cold-Blooded Tycoon Wants His Vengeful Queen
Arabella, a state-trained prodigy, won freedom after seven brutal years. Back home, she found her aunt basking in her late parents' mansion while her twin sister scrounged for scraps. Fury ignited her genius. She gutted the aunt's business overnight and enrolled in her sister's school, crushing the bullies. When cynics sneered at her "plain background," a prestigious family claimed her and the national lab hailed her. Reporters swarmed, influencers swooned, and jealous rivals watched their fortunes crumble. Even Asher-the rumored ruthless magnate-softened, murmuring, "Fixed your mess-now be mine."