Chapter 3

I had just changed clothes when my husband called.

“Sweetheart, my assistant told me you were hit by an old lady’s tricycle and fell into the mud when you got out of the car. Are you hurt? I’ll pick you up to go to the hospital after I’m done with work, okay?”

His worried and urgent voice came through the phone.

It instantly warmed my heart. I replied to him in a sweet, soft voice:

“I’m fine, just a little scratch, no big deal.”

“Even a little scratch isn’t okay. You have to go to the hospital after the lecture.”

“Okay, okay! Whatever you say.”

“Good girl. I’ll be there soon. See you later!”

I hung up the phone, a sweet smile still on my face.

It wasn't until I reached the entrance of the conference center that Celeste called out to me.

“Scarlett, where did you go? Come over and chat with us.”

She quickly got up and pulled me to a seat by the wall.

Then she blocked the exit seat with her body.

She asked me, “Scarlett, where have you been working these past two years?”

Her voice was light and airy, but her eyes were full of mockery.

It was obvious she wanted to embarrass me.

But I had nothing to hide.

I told her honestly, “Packing packages.”

The few female classmates around were mostly Celeste’s acquaintances.

Hearing my answer, their eyes filled with disdain.

“Weren’t you packing packages seven years ago? How are you still packing packages now?”

I said, “That’s all I know how to do.”

The room immediately burst into laughter.

Their laughter was a bit wild, as if packing packages was some shameful job.

I didn’t bother stooping to their level.

But Celeste was like a leech, clinging to me.

“Scarlett, us women, we need to be independent and ambitious, dare to realize our own value. Look, our peers are driving luxury cars, living in mansions, and their monthly income is what you make in several years. And you, you’re still taking a tricycle with old ladies!”

“See, aren’t you embarrassing for us women?!”

“This lecture is so grand, they let any random cat or dog in here, it’s really lively!”

She clearly disliked me, finding subtle ways to mock me.

It was all because back in college, she chased Marcus for three years.

But Marcus only had eyes for me and never gave her a second glance.

From then on, Celeste hated me.

Now that she finally saw me, of course she had to get her revenge.

The people around me also smirked mockingly.

“I heard that Liam, the big boss, met his wife through packing packages. Maybe Scarlett will meet her Liam too.”

“Exactly, Scarlett, you can do it too!”

“If you can’t achieve success on your own, then just marry a good man and live a life of ease and comfort.”