Chapter 1295
Scrambling to her feet, Joanna scoffed, “Felix runs Wells Group and made me design director. You’re just an ousted nobody with no authority here.”
Linsey shot back, “I co-founded this company with Felix, which gives me equal say in its decisions.”
Joanna’s arrogance quickly faded.
“Got anything else to say?” Linsey asked, arms folded, her gaze sweeping coldly over Joanna’s desk. “If not, pack up and get out.”
“You…” Joanna hesitated, reluctant to back down but struggling to find a rebuttal.
After a tense pause, biting her lip, Joanna snapped, “Linsey, don’t act so high and mighty. You and Felix are over. No matter how much you cling to this company, he won’t spare you a glance!”
“Why would I even glance at that awful man, let alone want him back?” Linsey shot back with biting sarcasm, dismissing any lingering affection for Felix. “If I hadn’t poured my heart into building the Fashion Design Department and refused to let you ruin it, I wouldn’t have set foot in this office.”
“YOU…” Joanna tried to retort, but Linsey cut her off sharply. “Enough of your nonsense. Get out now, or I’ll call security to drag you out.”
Quivering with anger but outmatched, Joanna had no choice but to turn and leave.
Just then, the office door swung open, and both women instinctively looked over.
Spotting Felix, Joanna rushed into his arms, sobbing, “You’re finally here! I’ve been bullied!”
Felix gently pushed her back, his eyes narrowing at the coffee soaking her clothes. “What’s going on? Why are you drenched in coffee?”
Feeling even more wronged, Joanna whined, “My assistant messed up, and I was just correcting her. Then Linsey stormed in, sent the assistant away, threw coffee on me, and claimed she owns the company, demanding I leave!”
Linsey couldn’t help herself—Joanna’s dramatic retelling was just too much, and an eye roll slipped out before she could stop it.
Honestly, Joanna was a master at faking it, every gesture straight out of a soap opera.
Felix, however, seemed to fall for it hook, line, and sinker. He scoffed, “Linsey, how could you treat Joanna like that?”
In the past, Linsey might have wilted under the accusation or scrambled to defend herself, but she wasn’t the same woman anymore. Instead, she met his glare directly. “Suppose I did? What then?”
The defiance in her voice nearly made Joanna explode, though she kept her rage just beneath the surface.
Still playing the victim for Felix’s benefit, Joanna clung to her act and turned up the manipulation. “Felix, this is your company, remember? You two split ages ago, and she still thinks she’s untouchable.”
Felix clenched his fists, tempted to let his anger boil over, but he was haunted by the memory of Collin’s warning in that dark alley after the birthday fiasco. He gritted his teeth, forcing the heat down, and finally asked, “Linsey, what are you after here?”
Without missing a beat, Linsey stated her terms. “If I don’t hand in my resignation, I stay design director. That’s my right—no one can force me out, not even you.
Felix paused, thinking it over. “So that’s it? Just the director’s chair?”