
Imposter’s Blues
Chapter 2
“Exactly, Grace, let us take a look!”
"A 500-million-dollar house—if I miss this chance, I might never see one in my lifetime."
Colleagues swarmed around Grace, their faces lit with excitement.
While Grace tried to steady herself, her voice trembled slightly as she said, "The house isn't fully renovated yet, so it's not convenient right now."
I could see she was panicking and pressed her further, "Are you looking down on us because we're poor and unworthy of your luxurious villa? Or is it because the purchase contract isn't really yours, so you're too scared to invite us over?"
I fired off several pointed questions in a row.
Even the colleagues who had surrounded Grace started to waver a little.
Grace probably never imagined that she would be boasting in front of the actual owner on her first day at the company.
Just when I thought Grace's false facade was about to crumble, Lisa, the department manager entered the office. The moment she saw Grace, she warmly took her by the arm, as if they were sisters.
"Grace, why didn’t you tell me you were coming to the office? What happened? Are you in trouble?" Although Lisa's tone sounded questioning, she wasted no time targeting me. "Emily, I know your marriage isn’t happy, and you’re stuck with an unambitious man, but don’t project your jealousy onto others.
"Grace’s villa? President Mayford personally arranged for me to accompany her during the purchase. I witnessed the entire process. How could it be fake? If Grace chooses not to hold a grudge, that's her being generous. But if you continue, I might have to ask the higher-ups to terminate your employment."
With Lisa openly supporting Grace, our colleagues immediately strengthened their resolve to defend her.
"Emily, don’t drag us into your jealousy of Grace."
"We never doubted Grace for a second."
Acting magnanimous, Grace said in a nonchalant tone, "Since Lisa has spoken, I'll pretend none of this happened. Emily, you should remember that not everyone is as forgiving as I am."
Her words turned my earlier confrontation into a joke. What a fine performance, the two of them acting in sync. Playing the villain alone wasn’t worth my energy anymore, thus I decided not to press any further.
However, Grace’s supporters wouldn’t let it go and posted my earlier words and actions in the employee group chat.
Some employees relentlessly tagged me, hurling insults. Others were lost in the fantasy of visiting a 500-million-dollar mansion, pressing Grace about when they could go see it.
Grace quickly uploaded over a dozen renovation photos to the chat, prompting a flurry of admiration and envy. She pinned a message to the top of the chat. "Once the renovations are complete, I’ll definitely invite everyone to my home."
Max immediately pulled his phone out and added Grace as a friend.