Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth

Cynthia smiled as she took another ten–dollar bill from her wallet and jokingly said, “Sorry, I just returned to the country. I’m not very familiar with tipping customs here. I thought it would be similar to overseas, but I didn’t expect it to be so high.”

Her words made her seem superior. She had only spoken a few words, but they were enough to imply that Aurelia was poor.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became awkward, and no one knew how to stop Cynthia.

Undeterred, Cynthia continued, “Is it still not enough?”

Aurelia snapped out of it.

After all these years of climbing the career ladder, she saw right through Cynthia’s sarcasm.

However, Cynthia was much smarter than those who openly targeted her.

Her words and demeanor were that of a well–mannered lady, courteous and kind.

Whether Aurelia accepted the money or not, Cynthia’s purpose would be fulfilled.

If she accepted, she’d be seen as greedy and materialistic. If she didn’t and explained her identity, Cynthia could simply apologize, saying that she mistook her for a delivery person.

Meanwhile, Aurelia’s image at Leslie’s company would be tarnished.

At the sight of Leslie approaching, Aurelia glanced at him, then reached for Cynthia’s money.

Cynthia smiled warmly with a glint of triumph in her eyes.

Aurelia did some quick calculations as she counted the takeout.

“Miss, it’s not enough.”

Cynthia’s smile froze.

“What do you mean? Do people demand specific amounts for tips in this country?”

Aurelia mimicked Cynthia’s exaggerated tone.

“Miss, don’t you keep up with current events abroad? What have you been learning overseas? This is

a tech company, isn’t it? Are all employees like you?” she asked sarcastically.

Cynthia pursed her lips.

She couldn’t turn around and ask Leslie about the type of woman he had found, as it would be like admitting she knew Aurelia’s identity.

Cynthia pulled out two more ten–dollar bills from her purse through gritted teeth.

It wouldn’t matter. As long as Aurelia accepted the money, everyone would know she was a greedy

woman.

However, Aurelia didn’t pocket the money. Instead, she walked up to the group.

“This young lady is treating you. Check if you have any spare change. It should be 2.8 dollars. Round it up to three dollars for her.”

Cynthia furrowed her brows in confusion, but everyone understood what Aurelia was doing and held back their laughter.

Leslie cleared his throat, and his lips twitched into a half–smile.

Cynthia shot Aurelia an annoyed look when she finally realized what she was doing.

Aurelia turned to self–mockery as a response. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Miss, you are so smart. I’m indeed here to deliver food, but just for one person.”

“Oh, I lost my appetite!” someone shouted.

“This is too much! You are flaunting your romance!”

“The gods are unfair!”

“Don’t eat, then.”

Leslie curled his lips slightly, and everyone noticed it.

The noises around them intensified, and someone even pushed Aurelia toward Leslie.

Leslie casually held her waist. It was clear that it was a regular occurrence. Otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to catch her by the waist so accurately.

Everyone felt like they had witnessed yet another romantic scene.

Sensing Aurelia’s embarrassment, Leslie turned to the others.

“Are you all not hungry anymore?”

The others laughed and went off to collect their food.

Aurelia steadied herself and handed Cynthia the change.

“Miss, your change.”

“Thank you.”

Cynthia gritted her teeth and shoved the change into her purse without looking at it.

Just then, she noticed the lipstick on the desk and glanced at Aurelia before turning to look at Leslie.

“Did I leave my lipstick with you again? I’m just so forgetful wherever I am. It’s a good thing I have you.”