The New Intern Is Super Nosy

“Why the long face? Did your coworker get under your skin again? This Vivian is seriously unhinged. I can’t stand her.”

I lowered my head and simply sighed. As I turned around, I accidentally brushed against a nearby display rack and ripped my stockings.

“Hey, don’t let it get to you. It’s Valentine’s Day,” Henry comforted me softly.

He bought me a new exotic-skin bag that had just arrived in the store. It was a bag worth a million dollars, yet he could buy it on a whim. Neither of us thought much of it. My walk-in closet was already overflowing with bags like this.

The moment Henry walked away with the bag, Vivian stormed up to me and jabbed her finger at my face as she yelled, “Lily! You need to give me back that million-dollar sale! That sale was rightfully mine! If you don’t give it back, I’m going to the corporate office to report you for client poaching and workplace bullying!”

I was so stunned by her audacity that I let out a laugh. “Since when was that ever your client? Get a grip. Seriously.”

Several colleagues with whom I usually got along saw I was genuinely upset and stepped in to mediate.

“Vivian, that’s enough! That client is Lily’s regular. He only asks for Lily every time he comes in. Just drop it.”

Held back by the others, Vivian’s face flushed with rage. If looks could kill, she probably would have devoured me whole.

Her usual innocent and demure act was completely gone.

“Just... just you wait!”

That was just great. I loved it when she was furious at me but completely powerless to do anything about it. After holding it in all day, I finally let it out.

“Instead of trying to steal my clients, you’d be better off learning the product catalog. Multiple customers came in today asking for items, and you didn’t even know if we had them in stock! If I were you, I’d crawl into a hole and hide to study. Oh, wait! I forgot that you were too busy stalking people to have time for professional training.”

At that point, she was shaking with rage.

I could not be bothered to look at her again. I turned and walked into the staff break room, where I changed out of my ripped stockings and tossed them into the trash.

That evening, Henry had booked a candlelight dinner at the top hotel right next to the mall, so we made our way there. However, as soon as our meal arrived, two new messages popped up on my WhatsApp.

[Your Fitbit just logged an extra thousand steps. That’s literally the exact distance to the hotel next door!]

[Nice work, Lily. You close a million-dollar deal and immediately head to the hotel with the client?]

The steak in my mouth suddenly lost all its flavor. I picked up my phone and coldly fired back.

[If you’re this desperate to stalk people, you should consider joining the K-9 unit.]

Then, I blocked her number without a second thought.

I came to work to experience something new, not to be mistreated. Since things had turned ugly, there was no need to keep someone like her in my contacts. Once we were done eating, Henry took me to see a movie before driving us home.

There, we were met with a huge “surprise.”

The entrance to our house was filled with packages containing adult toys. Multiple couriers walked back and forth, delivering more of these packages to our door!

I was so angry that I nearly had a heart attack. The scene was so overwhelming that even Henry, who was usually so level-headed, could not stay calm. He made a call straight to the property management.

“How did you screen these deliveries?!”

When the property manager arrived, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow and explained, “Mr. Ambrose, we honestly had no idea these weren’t your parcels. The delivery people just said they were Valentine’s Day presents!”