With that, Sasha turned and walked away.


    Yvonne suddenly had a sinking feeling. "What are you nning to do?"


    Sasha turned and looked at Yvonne, saying, "Do I need to tell you? Of course not. Anyway, just know this-whatever business you have with me, I''m not going to make things easy for you."


    Sasha then lifted her head proudly and walked away. As she reached the elevator, she saw Ericing out.


    She subtly looked up, and Eric gave a slight nod. After a brief moment, they reached an unspoken understanding.


    Eric walked out of the elevator, and Sasha stepped in. She then took the elevator to the top floor.


    Their project had just finished and earned thepany a huge profit. Upon seeing the sess, the other employees, who had been coasting along, realized that pulling off a sessful project could earn far more than thepany''s regr profits. Hence, they became interested in the projects.


    Sasha''s superior had initially nned to keep pushing forward, but when it came time for a new project, it turned out that the colleagues who had been considering taking on new projects had already finished all thepany''s current ones.


    That meant no overtime was avable for them. They had to rest.


    Finally, Sasha had the chance to enjoy life. She stood on the rooftop, gazing into the distance, taking in the entire city below.


    "Aren''t you supposed to be dealing with Yvonne?" Eric asked, eyeing the entrance to make sure no one was eavesdropping. "How''s it going?"


    Sasha snapped, "Don''t even bring it up. Just thinking about it makes me furious."


    Eric asked, "Why?"


    Sasha fumed, "She''s so shameless! First of all, I haven''t done anything wrong to her. Secondly, she went straight to Shane toin and cause me trouble. And yet, she didn''t feel the slightest bit guilty and openly admitted it was her doing. It''s infuriating!" "So, what are you nning to do about it? Let her off, just tolerate it, or...?"


    "Do I look like the type of person things slide?" Sasha r


    who


    her


    "Clearly not. Don''t worry. I


    have a n."


    Eric''s curiosity was piqued. He wanted to know the details.


    Sasha met his eager gaze but didn''t reveal anything. "Just wait and see."


    The more secretive she was, the more intrigued Eric became. "Tell me!"


    Sasha firmly shook her head. "Let me ask you something: If you knew


    what I was nning to do, an e


    Yvonne asked you about it, would you tell her or not?


    "If you tell her, you''re betraying me. If you don''t, Yvonne will definitely think you''re involved in office bullying!" Eric raised an eyebrow, surprised. "You thought of all this?"


    "Of course." Sasha patted his shoulder. "That''s why not telling you is the best choice for both you and me." Eric sighed in disappointment. "All right then." He had work to attend to, so he had to leave.


    Sasha stayed on the rooftop, feeling a little


    stairwell and called Shane. "line stairly. She walked into the


    you wish to speak to me?" belongs to


    Shane replied in surprise, "You''re willing to meet with me?"


    "Of course." Sasha''s eyes gleamed with malice as she continued, "Let''s meet at the café downstairs at noon today."


    Shane was worried that he had to foot the bill. So, he quickly replied, "I don''t have any money."


    Ever since his father had cut ties with him, he hadn''t a penny to his name.