She also "accidentally" let her chest shift forward whenever a man of authority happened to pass by. And strangely enough, these accidents only happened in front of influential men.
'Her personality is good,' Ivy thought, 'but her intentions… not so pure.'
Jessica wasn't a bad person; she was just a woman who wanted to climb ladders using the path she believed worked best.
A little too flirtatious, a little too eager to please, and a little too dramatic at times.
But she wasn't malicious, and she wasn't harmful, at least not on the scale that Ivy cared about right now.
Her plus point was her serious work attitude, and Ivy genuinely appreciated that.
Even the most pitiful have something hateful about them.
Jessica swallowed, then nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, of course. Thank you, Miss Ivy!"
For a second, Jessica hesitated. As if remembering something, she leaned closer and whispered, "Miss Ivy, I also heard… Some people are complaining."
Ivy raised an eyebrow. "About what?"
