Third Person's POV
In the office, employees who had previously fawned over Melinda now placed small snacks on Vanya's desk.
"Vanya, we were blind before. Please don't take it to heart," they said.
"Yeah, I always liked you! It was Melinda and Sabrina who wouldn't let us talk to you!" others chimed in.
"You're so pretty. How could Alpha Cliff not see that and go for Melinda instead…" some added.
Vanya remained indifferent to their flattery.
Workplace fickleness was nothing new.
As she looked up, she spotted Melinda exiting Evans's office.
With a sour expression, Melinda seemed to be nursing some dark thoughts. Vanya leaned back in her chair, watching her with mild interest.
"Melinda!" A few female employees jumped in fright and quickly moved aside—they didn't want to anger either V
