TRICKED INTO MARRIAGE, VOLUME 2 - Season 3 Episode 8

Harmony’s ‘anything else’ referred to Timothy.

That woman really was delusional.

A murderous intent appeared in the depths of Samantha’s eyes as she looked straight at Harmony. She then lifted her foot all of a sudden and approached Harmony.

The aura emanating from Samantha scared Harmony into instinctively taking a step back.

Harmony’s face soured when she realized what she had just done. She stood firm and raised her head proudly to stare right at Samantha.

Samantha grinned and moved closer to Harmony while telling her slowly, “Time to wake up, Harmony. You only get everything if you’re dreaming.”

She left the pantry as soon as she finished her sentence.

Harmony stood rooted in place with her hands clenched tightly as they hung on either side of her body. She pursed her lips tightly and quelled the surging fury in her heart.

The one thing she hated most was Samantha’s confident and determined expression. Her goal was to completely tear that to shreds!

‘Let’s wait and see then!’

…

Inside the villa’s study, Samantha sat behind the desk and looked at a computer screen. Her fingers danced across the keyboard as she typed out a document.

Her cell phone, which she had placed aside, received a message.

Samantha spared a brief moment to glance at the lit screen while she typed and saw that it was a WeTalk message sent by Rochelle.

She finally stopped typing, reached for her phone, and tapped on her WeTalk.

[It’s the weekend tomorrow. You don’t need to go to work, do you babe? How about we go shopping? A couple of newly-designed bags have been released recently.]

Samantha replied quickly. [Sorry babe. Got a really busy weekend. Can’t go with you.]

Ten seconds later, Rochelle immediately gave her a video call.

Samantha accepted the call.

Rochelle’s glamorous face appeared on the screen. She had just finished taking a bath and had a towel wrapped around her hair. As she was applying some skincare, she asked lazily, “It’s the weekend. What could you possibly be busy with?”

Samantha put the phone aside and replied as she continued typing, “I’m busy writing a self-review.”

“Self-review?” Rochelle thought that she heard Samantha wrongly. “What self-review? Why would a gifted individual like you need to write a self-review?”

Samantha explained everything succinctly.

As expected, Rochelle was furious when she heard that and nearly destroyed the cap of the skincare product she was using. “What the hell? The lows that a pretentious b*tch like her stoops to never ceases to amaze me.”

Rochelle seemed to have been too lenient the previous time.

A brazen, shameless woman like Harmony had never suffered any harsh lessons from society!

“But still, are you really going to be a good girl and write that self-review?” Rochelle frowned unhappily. “And you rejected my invitation because of this self-review?”

Samantha shrugged helplessly. “Can’t be helped. I have to lower my ego under someone else’s roof, don’t I?”

Rochelle stared at her for a few seconds before snorting. “You’re still in the mood for some jokes I see. I take it you have an idea?”

Samantha smiled without saying a word.

Rochelle’s worries immediately eased after seeing such a response.

After all, her little Sammy was no longer the same well-protected little princess who knew nothing about the world’s evils. Samantha had become smart, alert, and was capable enough to protect herself and even fight back against her enemies.

If things really went south, she still had Timothy by her side, right?

Rochelle tore open a facial mask and tilted her head back to stick the mask onto her face. She gently pressed the mask using her fingers so it was flat on her entire face and said bluntly, “If you need my help, you can—”

Samantha answered before Rochelle could even finish speaking. “Babe, I really do need your help this time.”

Rochelle looked at her immediately and responded resolutely, “Let me know what I can do.”

…

Lychee TV’s weekly meeting was held at nine o’clock Monday morning. Employees higher than the position of supervisor were required to attend.

Samantha followed Carl to the large conference room on the top floor. It was filled with the heads of various departments and Victoria was also in attendance that day. She was the second last to arrive and the last person was the general manager.

The meeting officially began once the general manager took his seat.

The first order of business were the various departments’ regular reports. The anchor department was sixth to present their report, and when it was almost their turn, Carl turned around and whispered a warning to Samantha who was sitting behind him. “I’ll let you present your self-review once I’m done with my report. You’d better get your act together and refrain from making any trouble, otherwise…”

He did not finish the rest of his sentence, but his implications were abundantly clear.

Samantha’s lips twitched but she did not respond.

“Next up, could Mr. Lewin from the anchor department come forward and present his report…”

Carl immediately stood up and tidied his appearance a little before walking onto the stage. There, he stood in front of the small table and started speaking into the microphone to give his report.

Once he was done, he paused for half a second and said, “I’m sorry, but could I have a little bit of your time please, everyone. There’s something I’d like to say about the new anchor in my department, Samantha Larsson.”

Samantha was well-known within Lychee TV and everyone’s interest was piqued when her name was mentioned.

They had earlier noticed that Samantha had been brought to the meeting as well.

For the record, employees who have not reached a certain position were not allowed to participate in the meeting unless there was something important, yet she had already been brought to the meeting after only being employed for a week.

The general manager naturally paid more attention to matters concerning Samantha. He first glanced at Samantha who was sitting at one side, then looked at Carl, and asked, “Alright, tell us then. What is it about Ms. Larsson?”

Victoria seemed interested as well, and in a rare gesture, looked up at Carl.

The others also looked at Carl in eager anticipation of his next sentence.

Carl looked as though he was having trouble finding his words and even seemed somewhat ashamed. He licked his lips and opened his mouth, but his next sentence was directed to Samantha. “You should come up here.”

Samantha did not refuse and got up obediently. She set foot onto the stage and stood before everyone.

Carl could see from her actions that she was being tactful and proceeded to clear his throat before announcing, “My fellow colleagues, I’ve delegated an important assignment to Samantha but she has acted against the interests of the station in the course of her duty. Aside from slacking in her work, she has also affected the work of other anchors. Furthermore, her attitude hasn’t been good and she refused to admit her mistakes. I therefore asked her to reflect on herself and write a self-review, which she will now do so before all of you here today.”

Everyone was left speechless when they heard what he said.

The general manager had personally saw to it that Samantha was given first prize and he was also the one who hired her. Just how audacious was she to act with such condescending and willful disregard to everyone after starting work for barely a week?

That would be utterly embarrassing for the general manager.

Could it also be possible that she was used to having her way as Mrs. Barker and therefore did not restrain herself at the station?

Why should such a person continue to be employed there?

Everyone was less than pleased.

Carl looked at Samantha proudly and urged, “Aren’t you going to present your self-review? You’d have to hand in your resignation letter if your self-review doesn’t get everyone’s approval!”

A little newcomer anchor like herself was biting off more than she could chew if she dared to refute and disobey him.

Samantha glanced at Carl and took a step forward.. Her gaze swept across the crowd as she slowly began speaking up.
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