Chapter 82 Nobody Likes An Ass Kisser (1/2)

Happily humming a joyful tune, Mimi walks toward the company Glory Trade Corporations entrance - a radiant expression on her heavy makeup face.

Those who saw the girl pass by nearly fainted on the spot, as Mimi was completely unaware her joyful smile appeared as if she were a haunting evil spirit in a horror film.

Ah! She couldn't conceal her excitement!

Trying her best to compose herself, Mimi holds the giggles threatening to burst. After placing on her frozen expression, Mimi leisurely walks into the building - her hips gliding smoothly as she walked.

The receptionist, seeing Mimi kindly smiled while slightly bobbing her head.

Seeing the receptionists actions, Mimi curiously arched a brow. Hmm...interesting, Mimi inwardly grinned from ear to ear.

Although she wasn't too fond of too much power, it sure felt good to have others acknowledge her! It made her feel like a queen and they were all her servants.

As Mimi passed the receptionist she had forgotten to hide her evil grin as she fantasized. Unfortunately, the poor receptionist saw Mimi's wicked grin and paled, her figure trembling.

Didn't she just smile at her? What did she do wrong to receive such an expression!

Unaware of the turmoil in the poor woman, Mimi heads to the building elevator. Mimi calmly leans up against the elevator wall, an impassive smirk gently spreading across her rosy lips as the door slowly shut.

Ding--!

The gentle sound of the elevator door opening caused Mimi to erase the beaming smile from her face, her figure casually making itself out of the elevator and towards the broad hallway.

Reaching the door to the tech department, Mimi carefully hides a smirk from spreading mischievously on her face.

Let the fun begin!

Opening the door, Mimi enters the room with an icy, indifferent expression. Those who were previously working stopped abruptly upon identifying the familiar gothic girl that had entered the room.

All eyes turned toward her, each filled with nervousness, guilt, and even...jealousy?

Oh, this was going to be good!

Acting as if she hadn't noticed their expression, Mimi calmly makes her way toward her office, only to be stopped halfway by a group of female employees.

”Mimi, it's so good to see you!”

”It was really a shame that you didn't come to the party yesterday, I was really hoping you'd be there.”

”Oh wow, I never noticed how soft your hair looked. Why kind of products do you use?”

As the women voiced honeyed words toward her, Mimi had merely stared at them with an indifferent expression.

Perceiving how the person they were talking to wasn't responding, the women stiffened slightly - their smiles straining.

”Mimi, what's wrong? Don't tell me you're still sick? You should rest at home if you're not feeling well!”