My Soul Will Find Yours 3 Queen Bitch And Little Minion

This news shocked me. Tyler was my college sweetheart, we broke up because I found out that he slept with Rach.e.l.le during the graduation party his fraternity threw. They got together months later but he's still been trying to win me back all these years.

Seeing my stunned expression, the two women turned smug. "Yes, you heard me right. They're engaged to be married in January. Do you want to see pictures? I helped Tyler arrange the surprise."

"Last night was so magical," Rach.e.l.le lifted her left hand and started caressing the ring on the finger next to her pinky.

Seeing the looks of triumph on their faces, I guffawed. "I was only shocked because last night, the guy you claimed to have surprised your friend with a wedding proposal went to my home. When I rejected his request to enter, he started making a ruckus. I had to call the police on him. Did you set him up again? No wonder he was so annoying."

"What did you say!?" both women shrieked.

I crossed my arms and stepped forward. While twirling the loose strands of Rach.e.l.le's hair, I continued, "You both heard me. Try as you might, Tyler still won't let me go."

The moment she processed my words, Rach.e.l.le immediately directed her claws at me. Seeing her intent, I grabbed both her wrists. "My, my.. Br.i.m.m.i.n.g with anger, aren't we? You'd better not let what happened back in college repeat itself, Rach.e.l.le. Your father's influence can't always save you and your sidekick. We're in the corporate world now. Let's act like the adults that we are, shall we?"

"You.. You b.i.t.c.h!"

"Earlier you wanted me to give you a piece of my mind, now that you've gotten what you wanted you start calling me names," I tightened my grip on her wrists, exposing my anger.

"You're hurting me!" Rach.e.l.le gasped as my manicured nails dug into her flesh. "Joan, quick! Call Human Resources!"

I let out a short, mocking laugh. "Go on, Joan. Do as your master says, you minion. After all these years, despite having the same rank as her in this company, you're still someone who would jump at her every beck and call. How pathetic."

Joan's face turned red, whether in anger or embarra.s.sment, I couldn't tell. "How dare you!"

I finally let go of Queen b.i.t.c.h and with eyes like daggers, I directed another verbal onslaught on Little Minion. "What? Did my words. .h.i.t a spot?"

"Physically attacking a colleague and name-calling, these are grave offenses based on our employee handbook!"

"Your point being?"

"I'm informing Human Resources about this, I won't let this pa.s.s, Miss Yang!" Joan threatened then prepared to leave.

"I hope you won't regret what you're about to do, Little Minion."

"These are enough proof," Rach.e.l.le said, her long slender fingers tracing the marks my nails left on her wrists. "Looks like your vacation will start earlier than expected."

"Some things never change, don't they? You both are still the same brainless pretty faces." I sighed. "Anne, you may come out now."

The door of the middle stall slowly opened, revealing my a.s.sistant who was holding her phone with its camera facing us. "Miss, you knew?"

I smiled, "I was in the stall next to yours. I recognized your shoe the moment I saw it."

"Oh," was her only reply, her phone's camera still directed at us.

"Did you manage to record the whole thing?"

"Yes. In fact, I haven't ended the video yet," she grinned.

"Still telling on me?" I crossed my arms then lifted my chin tauntingly at the other two women in the room.

As if on cue, Rach.e.l.le and Joan stomped their feet and stormed out of the restroom. The moment I was sure they were gone, I looked at my a.s.sistant with my left brow raised. I waited for her to answer my unspoken question.

"This, erm.. Hehe," she guiltily started. "I did promise that I'll protect you, miss. It's not like I planned this whole thing, the opportunity came itself.

"And..?"

Anne sighed, "I promise not to do this again. I'll mind my own business from now on."

"Good. While I appreciate your concern for me, I can't let you be involved in my conflict with those two. I've known them since highschool and their resentment towards me run deep," I turned and started to leave. Unfortunately, I forgot that my a.s.sistant was a busybody.

"But why, miss? Why do they hate you so much when it was them who wronged you in the first place?" she whispered the words but it dripped heavily with curiosity.

"In the words of Rach.e.l.le Cruz, I have everything she wants.. Whatever that means," I shook my head . "Anyway, the meeting will start in five minutes. I'd better get going. Remember what I told you earlier. Stay out of this."