Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Mona had always been composed. Despite her young age, she managed to maintain excellent control in every situation. Over the past few months, with Aurora absent, everyone regarded Mona as the de facto leader.

The entire company respected her. She handled matters with impartiality and professionalism, and no one dared to act against the company's interests. Gemma, however, had truly lost her mind.

Driven by jealousy and lingering resentment toward Aurora, she allowed her emotions to impair her judgment and committed a foolish act.

When Gemma stood before the desk, facing Mona, panic gripped her heart. It was the first tshe had ever seen Mona so furious, her anger so intense.

"General Manager, I truly didn't know there was mango in the drink. It was an unintentional mistake. If I had known, I would never have bought it," Gemma said, her tone smooth and persuasive as always.

In the few months she had worked at the company, apart from her dissatisfaction with certain individuals, she had been quite content with her job.

The working conditions were excellent, and the benefits were exceptional. Many people would do anything to secure a position here. She had worked hard to get this job-how could she possibly want to leave? Besides, she hadn't found a better opportunity elsewhere. Her parents had been thrilled about her landing such a great position, and the thought of being fired filled her with dread.

Initially, Gemma had acted with a destructive mindset, wanting to drag everyone down with her-Heather, lan, Aurora, and herself included. If they all fell together, she might find scomfort in the chaos.

But now that the situation had resolved smoothly and the press conference had been a huge success, everyone was talking about it. Sun and the perfbrand had gained instant recognition.

Gemma was the only one left feeling bitter. No one else had been hurt in the process, and the stark contrast gnawed at her. She couldn't accept it.

Mona observed the complex expression on Gemma's face and understood her thoughts clearly. Perhaps Gemma had acted with reckless abandon, fully committed to her decision. But now that things hadn't gone as planned, she regretted it.

"Gemma, I never even mentioned what you bought. If, as you claim, you didn't know the server had added mango, then how did you know there was mango in the drink?" Mona's voice was cold and sharp.

Gemma felt a chill run down her spine at Mona's words, but she quickly steadied herself. "I heard Heather mention it earlier." "Gemma," Mona continued, her tone icy, "I specifically asked you if there was mango in the drink. Your reaction clearly indicated you knew exactly what was in it. Have you forgotten your own actions?" Heather, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "When I asked you about the mango, you didn't deny it. Your attitude made it clear you knew. And now, even at this stage, you still refuse to admit it?" Gemma didn't care what Heather thought. All she wanted was to keep her job. She wasn't concerned with anything else.

"Heather, how can you accuselike this? That morning, you did ask about the mango, and I clearly told you didn't know-it was the server who added it. I never once said I asked them to include mango," Gemma insisted, her voice firm.

She was determined to deny everything. Without evidence, they couldn't fire her, and she wouldn't admit to anything.

"If that's the case," Heather countered angrily, "then why didn't you retaliate when I slapped you twice in a fit of rage? Why did you calmly tellto take Candy to the hospital? You clearly knew what had happened.

"And Candy toldherself-it was you who delivered the hot drink that night. Yet you accusedof buying it, clearly trying to frme.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Luckily, Candy noticed the freshly melted snowflakes on your coat and suspected something was wrong. She didn't drink that hot beverage, or this would have turned into a serious incident.

"Are you going to deny that you bought the drink? We can call Candy right now to confirm!" Heather's frustration boiled over as she recounted the events, laying everything bare. Gemma's expression froze as she realized where she had slipped up.

When Candy had emerged unharmed, Gemma had assumed the information she had was flawed and that Candy wasn't allergic to mango. She hadn't expected Candy to notice such a small detail and uncover her deceit.

Now that she understood the cause of her failure, Gemma's fear subsided. "Manager," Gemma began, her tone calm, "I admit that I bought the drink. But the reason I said it was Heather was because Candy had made it clear she liked Heather and disliked me-she even outright hated me.

"I couldn't ignore that. For the sake of the company's image, I told her the drink was from Heather to make her feel better.

"Sometimes, when someone dislikes you, even the things you give them are disliked. Candy is an important client, and I've always kept that in mind.

"So, in reality, what I did was for the company. I wanted Candy to have a better impression and to maintain a positive image of Heather.

"This was clearly a good thing. How has Heather turned it into something bad? "Heather, I know you've dislikedsince I joined the company, always givinga hard tbecause I'm lan's ex-girlfriend.

"I've already drawn a clear line with lan and promised not to interfere in your relationship. Why can't you let it go?

"Now you've even fabricated this story to frme. The company has strict rules against internal conflicts. Miss Montgomery already values you highly. Compared to you, I pose no threat whatsoever.

"Manager, you must investigate this properly. I've always worked hard to avoid making mistakes that could e tarnish the company's reputation, but Heather is using this as an opportunity to frme out of personal spite. "I even heard Heather was fired from Montgomery Group for internal conflicts. Keeping someone like her in the company is a risk.

"Today, she's targeting me. Tomorrow, who knows..." "Tomorrow, will it be me?" Mona interrupted, finishing Gemma's sentence for her.

Heather's face was flushed with anger. She had thought her experiences at Montgomery Group had been a turning point-a trial by fire that had strengthened her. But now, hearing Gemma's words, she realized she was still no match for someone as shameless as Gemma. It wasn't that Heather wasn't clever; it was that Gemma's brazenness was unparalleled. Her ability to twist the truth was unmatched.

Blood rushed to Heather's head. If she had a weaker heart, she might have collapsed from sheer frustration. "Manager," Gemma said with an air of faux innocence, "I was just making a hypothetical statement. Heather is a seasoned professional, while I'm still new here. How could I possibly do such things?" mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1