Chapter 131
Chapter 131:
Violet Lin had just barely dodged a bullet with that plagiarism scandal.
The fact that she even still had a job at Nyx was a miracle.
Giving her that spot in the competition didn’t make any sense, not unless Violet had single-handedly saved Savannah’s mother and dog from a burning house.
But there it was, happening right in front of me.
I made my way to Savannah’s office.
“I gave the spot to Violet,” she said bluntly.
“I know. What I don’t know is why. She’s not even close to qualified. Even if I didn’t get it, someone else would, but it sure as hell wouldn’t be her p>
“Will you sit down? You look like you’re ready to kick that chair halfway across the room. Or me.” She poured coffee for me. “I’m trying to see if I can get another spot for you. Hold on, okay p>
I couldn’t help the way my eyebrows pinched together. “Is this some kind of joke p>
Savannah leaned back in her chair, giving me an unreadable look.
“Are you still mad about the Instagram stuff?” I said. “Holding a grudge because I refused to post for the company p>
“No. Give me some credit here, Mira. I’m not that petty to sabotage you over something like that p>
“Then what is it?” I asked, getting more impatient by the second.
She paused, like she was weighing whether or not to tell me. Then she sighed.
“You know about Eliza Black and the breach of contract, right p>
“Who doesn’t p>
“Well, Violet covered thirty million of that. And Nyx had to handle the other twenty,” she continued, her tone shifting to something like grudging respect. “But that’s not the end of it. Violet’s put up another thirty million, twenty as a working capital loan to Nyx. Interest-free p>
𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻’𝓼 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫽𝓬𝓸𝓶
She repeated the word as if she still couldn’t quite believe it herself. “Interest-free. And the remaining ten million is a gift to the company. With a single string attached p>
“A spot in the competition,” I said.
“Exactly p>
“So she’s basically just buying her way in?” My voice was incredulous. I stood up abruptly, my chair scraping against the floor. “She can’t just pay for it. And even if she does, she’s not going to get anywhere in the competition p>
Savannah spread out both hands. “I know Violet’s not exactly top-tier, but it’s thirty million! For that kind of money, I’d sell my firstborn p>
“You don’t have a kid,” I pointed out coldly. “You don’t even have a boyfriend p>
“Don’t remind me of that.” She winced. “But my point stands p>
“So, you’re telling me money is more valuable than actual talent p>