Chapter 250 Who Piqued Your Interest
Calista was nearly as tall as Thomas, with a pair of heels adding an extra 2.5 inches to her stature. She exuded an air of poise and elegance that seemed to command the room.
“Hey, Mr. Jefferson. If you’re so sure about it, why don’t you spill the beans and tell us who you think I’ve supposedly slept with to get to where I am today?”
Pretending to stay calm, Thomas asked, “What’s your intention?”
“Very well. I intend to convene them here for a public confrontation with you. Regrettably, I lack influential connections among these higher–ups, so I may need to seek Mr. Beaumont’s assistance,” she explained.
Given their busy schedules and critical responsibilities, getting those high–ranking officials to attend was highly unlikely. However, the mere thought of unsettling Thomas was worth it.
“We’ll find out who can handle the embarrassment. Will it be you, Mr. Jefferson? Or me, the one you believe is only here because of connections?”
Calista made a comment that chipped away at Thomas’s pride, aiming to embarrass and possibly push
him to his breaking point.
Callsta valued her reputation and didn’t want to stoop to tactics that could tarnish her integrity, even when dealing with someone like Thomas.
She knew that seeking revenge wouldn’t be worth catching up in the mess someone like him would
She had earned her current position through dedication and genuine skills, and she refused to let baseless allegations tarnish her reputation or career.
In today’s society, despite the progress in gender equality, some, like Thomas, still clung to the misguided belief that successful women used questionable means to get ahead.
Calista was determined to prove that women were just as capable and ambitious as men without
resorting to unethical tactics.
he higher number of successful men in society was partly due to the sacrifices many
men had made for their families and children.
Augustus, trying to downplay the situation.
ing such a small thing? And hey, I’m not your shadow. How am I supposed to keep
Calista interjected, “So, you’re just making baseless claims? How dare you insult women so casually? You make such comments so effortlessly in the presence of respected seniors. Who knows what kind of inappropriate gossip you engage in behind closed doors? You’re the type who hurls derogatory remarks at women portrayed in news reports about sexual assault. You’re nothing more than trash.”
Thomas‘ face flushed with anger, and he breathed heavily, clearly furious.
“No matter the circumstances, I remain your senior in this context. In terms of age, I could be akin to your uncle, if not your father. Is this the way you choose to address me? It’s a display of utmost disrespect,” he
Calista responded calmly, “That’s exactly why I went for a classier approach, you know, to avoid looking uncouth. Mr. Jefferson, your accusations have already put a dent in my reputation. At the very least, expect a letter from my lawyer telling you to knock it off by tomorrow.”
Thomas, who had lived most of his life without setting foot in a courtroom, let alone hiring a lawyer,
immediately thought about the expenses involved.
However, he couldn’t muster the courage to apologize to a junior in front of others.
Calista paid little heed to his inner turmoil and departed the room after ensuring there were no other
issues to address with Augustus.
After finishing work, Yara invited Calista for dinner. They settled on a restaurant close to the Baker Group,
as Calista had to return to work after their meal.
Calista noticed the gloom on Yara’s expression and asked, “What’s bothering you? You look like someone
stiffed for a few thousand dollars.”
Yara sighed and proceeded to recount the recent visit of Timothy to her shop.
“It’s his grandfather’s 80th birthday, and he’s hunting for an antique. I’ve been scouring all over town these past few days, and my mouth is practically parched from asking for it.”
Calista raised an eyebrow and remarked, “I thought your temperament didn’t quite align with doing
business for him
Yara waved her hand and replied, “We’re all grown–ups here, and grudges don’t last forever. Plus, it’s more
about recognizing his capabilities, you know?”
“In our line of work, we’re bound to run into a few difficult customers occasionally. Having
more friends means more opportunities, especially when dealing with someone as influential as Timothy And let’s not forget, he was merely following orders to earn his paycheck. If we were to hold grudger
She wanted to unleash a string of curses but abruptly held back.
After a brief pause, she continued, “The mastermind behind the scenes.”
Calista couldn’t help but chuckle.
Yara continued, “But Lily’s been going through a tough patch lately. She’s struggling to fit into any social circles. I heard she’s planning to go abroad again, but it seems she doesn’t meet the immigration
requirements, so she’s stuck with a tourist visa.”
Calista asked, “You’re still keeping tabs on her?”
Yara explained, “It ain’t coming from me. It’s all my mom. She stumbled upon your history with Lily and casually brought it up during her afternoon tea sessions. She thought it’d be fun for me to give you a heads -up and spice things up. I swear, she’s a total gossip pro.”
Calista chuckled, “Let her know I appreciate it.”
Suddenly, Yara leaned in.
“Calista, has Lucian been showing interest in you lately?”
Even though Yara hadn’t observed Lucian displaying affection toward Calista, his consistent financial support and willingness to help her clear her debts strongly suggested he had some level of interest,
unless he was oblivious.
Calista paused before answering, “I believe so.”
“So, among the three of them, Lucian, Paul, and Hector, who piqued your interest?” Yara inquired, a
mischievous twinkle in her eye.
Calista mirrored Yara and leaned closer.
“I’m not interested in dating at the moment, and I don’t have any particular feelings for those three. My sole focus is on uncovering the person responsible for harming my mother. Dating would only divert my
Yara gave her a thumbs–up and exclaimed, “Sounds perfect! I’m not the marrying type, either, Let’s stick
together when we’re older.”
Calista grinned and asked, “Did someone put you up to asking that question?”
Caught off guard, Yers chuckled. Suddenly, a man’s voice from the nearby table broke in