“I was wondering why Miss Snow was kept for last. So Ethan wanted everyone to share in the joy!” Julia’s supporters chimed in.
“I didn’t expect Julia to be so secretive.”
On stage, Julia couldn’t suppress her smug smile but pretended to cover her face.
“I told Ethan to keep it low-key, but he insisted on announcing it at the meeting.”
“Miss Snow, don’t be so modest! You’ve got the double blessing of promotion and marriage!” Veteran employees applauded.
“Ethan and Julia are a perfect match. Unlike some people reaching above their station—they can’t even get close.”
I clearly felt contemptuous, pitying glances from colleagues around me. My fists clenched as I shook with anger.
All around me, my coworkers applauded, and some stared, enjoying the scene.
I stood and tried to leave, but they clearly wouldn’t let me go easily.
As I stepped toward the exit, a colleague shouted,
“Vivian, it’s such a big day for Ethan, and everyone’s applauding. Why aren’t you clapping?”
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on me, mocking me.
I stayed silent, but then Julia spoke on stage.
“Everyone, don’t blame Vivian. He’s probably tired and wants to celebrate privately with Ethan and us.”