Stella did not let Blair finish her words. She snarled at York venomously, "York Kuang! She's a mere translator. She doesn't deserve the salary you're offering her! And what's with the special treatment? Does my dad know anything about this?"
York smiled timidly and tried to explain, "Miss Zhuge, please calm down. Miss Jing graduated from a very prestigious university. She has an edge compared to the other candidates. Her background is impressive as well. She has the prerequisites and other certifications suited for the position. The TS Group is in need of a talent like—"
"Oh, is that so? If she's so competent and so perfect, why not put her in the public relations department?" Stella sarcastically said, abruptly cutting off York's words.
Blair remained silent as she studied Stella's face.
York massaged his forehead as he tried to reason with his boss's daughter. "Miss Jing used to be the head of the translation department in the Jin Group. Her verbal skills made her famous in her field. Aside from translating, she's also good with handling other company matters."
"Okay, are you done buttering her up? Do you know what the average price of a house in Y City is? Not lower than a few million! You promised her a house in the city! Are you kidding? Will you pay it yourself? But if you want to hire her so badly, I guess it's only fair that we deduct her house fee from your salary. It doesn't look too good, no?"
York was at a loss for words.
Blair was still speechless as before. She couldn't figure out how York was able to deal with a woman as ridiculous as Stella. Blair stood up from her seat and politely said, "Miss Zhuge, I don't know the reason you're here. I just hope you mind your words from now on. Mr. Kuang has a wife. You should know that your words, when heard by the wrong people, might affect his reputation negatively. It would look bad for the all of us."
"I can say whatever I want. Who do you think you are? Who are you to police what I can and cannot say? Do you feel bad now?" Stella pointed a finger at Blair. She was seething in anger. She had never been opposed in her whole life.
Blair took her purse and made her way to the door. "Thank you for the wonderful dinner, Mr. Kuang. I still have a lot of work to do. Goodbye!" And she left despite York's effort.
He followed Blair outside and tried to explain, "Please don't mind Stella. She's here for a purpose. She came tonight knowing Colonel Li would be meeting Mr. Han and their other friends here. Miss Jing, please give me another chance. Let's go talk somewhere else, okay?" York knew there was no one to blame but Stella. He was the general manager of the TS Group, but he was willing enough to stoop down a translator's level. If Stella hadn't come and caused all the fuss, he would have already made a deal with Blair.
Blair suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Mr. Kuang, what did you just say? Who is having a get-together with Mr. Han?"
York replied, "It's Colonel Li." He added in a hushed voice, "Stella's grandmother is very fond of Colonel Li. I mean, who wouldn't be? He's the God of Warriors of our country. The old lady wants them to end up together. Stella's now waiting for further information so she can have a chance to interact with Colonel Li. She's not here for company business. Let's just forget what happened there."
'Colonel Li? The God of Warriors of our country. It's obviously Wesley!' Blair thought.
'Stella's grandmother likes Wesley for her? Bullshit. It must be some kind of an excuse for Stella. She's obviously head over heels for him. She's planned everything to create an opportunity for herself to bump into Wesley.'
Now that Blair was aware of Stella's feelings for Wesley, the CEO's daughter was now considered as a love rival. The look in her eyes changed when she thought of Stella.
It dawned on Blair that she had more love rivals now: Megan, Garnet, and Stella. She didn't expect Wesley to be so popular among women.
York was still trying to convince Blair in the corridor when the door to their private room flung open. Still in her high heels, Stella came out running, holding her phone. As she came closer to Blair, she snorted, "Get out of my way!"
Blair was frozen at the audacity. Stella glared at her and yelled, "Are you deaf? I said move! You bitch! I said get out of my way!"
'Did she just call me a bitch?' Blair took a deep breath as an effort to stay calm. She was fuming.
She grew up with her parents' and the Ji family's support. She had never been disrespected like that.
Even after her parents passed away, everyone still respected her since the Ji family was influential.
Blair silently moved aside to give way. Stella wore a smug smile as she walked past her. As she was passing by, Blair stuck out a foot in front of Stella.
"Ah!" Stella tripped over Blair's foot.
She fell onto the floor in a rather awkward position.
York saw everything clearly. Before he could scold Blair, he hastily held out a hand to help Stella up. "Miss Zhuge, are you okay?"
"Ouch! It hurts." Stella could barely stand on her feet. One of her knees hit the floor hard.
Some waiters standing by the doors of the other private rooms noticed the noise. They craned their heads to check what happened. Stella was already pointing a finger towards Blair when a door opened, and a tall man came out of it.
Stella immediately recognized who it was, and as if in a flick of a switch, her face softened. She bit her lower lip and swallowed the words she was about to throw at Blair. She tidied herself up and smoothened her hair. She was graceful once again. She smiled sweetly to greet the man, "Hi, Colonel Li. Fancy seeing you here."
Wesley gave her the slightest nod and turned to look at Blair.
Blair looked away as soon as their eyes met and headed towards the elevator.
Stella didn't want Blair to go though. "Blair, why did you trip me?" she called out.
Her voice sounded really weird. She was trying so hard to sound nice since Wesley was around, but her anger seemed to be resurfacing.
Blair turned around to look at her. Instead of answering her question, she asked, "Did it hurt?"
Stella raised her wounded knee and said in a pitiful voice, "Of course, it's very painful."
Everyone was watching them. "Serves you right!" Blair responded coldly.
Stella was appalled at this reply. Despite Wesley's presence, she still raised her voice at Blair. "What do you mean?"
Blair sneered. "I meant what I said, Miss Zhuge. Next time, please watch your mouth. Didn't your parents teach you it's not proper to insult people you barely know? If you still haven't learned your lesson, come. Let me trip you once more. Learning is more effective if you get both your knees wounded,"
Blair said as she approached Stella who had never wanted anything more than to slap Blair across her face. But Stella knew Wesley was watching them. She broke free from York's arms and dashed towards Wesley. "Colonel Li, please help me!" Blair watched as Stella lunged at Wesley.
Wesley was frowning at the strong scent of Stella's perfume.
She was about to throw herself at him, but to everyone's surprise, Wesley suddenly took a few sidesteps. "Sorry, I don't know you."
