Chapter 125
Chapter 125:
Daniela shut her eyes momentarily, a reminder flashing through her mind about enhancing the office security.
“I'm going to kill you, Daniela!” Joyce bellowed as she burst into the room, brandishing a toilet brush like a
weapon.
Her hair was in disarray, and she appeared as if she’d just emerged from a trench, dirt and all. A troupe of
flustered security guards trailed behind her.
“Ms. Harper,” the administrative manager gasped, catching up and panting heavily.
“I'm so sorry. | did everything | could to stop her, but she wouldn't hear it. She just didn’t care.”
Brushing past the guards, Joyce stormed up to Daniela, her face flushed with rage.
“Daniela! You assignedto toilet cleaning duty!” Daniela lifted her eyes, her expression serene.
“Is something wrong?”
“You told Mom and Dad you'd appointas a director at Elite Lux!” Joyce's voice teetered on the edge of
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This day was meant to mark her grand entrance as a director at Elite Lux. She had proudly shared the news far
and wide, even promising her friends snapshots of her new office.
Yet, instead of an executive suite, the administrative staff presented her with a toilet brush. They escorted her to
a neglected nook by the basement bathrooms and gestured to a rickety stool—her so-called office.
The indignity of it all was overwhelming. With a dismissive gesture, Daniela signaled the security and
administrative manager to exit the room.
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Once they were alone, Daniela reclined in her chair, the picture of control. Her lips curled into a smirk as she
stared Joyce down.
“Have | ever outright denied you the director's position?”
Joyce's makeup was a smeared mess, and next to Daniela’s calm elegance, she looked like a frantic wreck—
bordering on unhinged. She shook her head.
“No, you haven't.”
Daniela’s gaze remained unwavering, her tone even.
“And indeed, you are a director. No one has stated otherwise.”
Joyce's face twisted with rage as she barked, “A ‘toilet director’? Screw you, Daniela! I'm not your joke! Are the
restrooms in Elite Lux decked out in gold or what? Why on earth would they need a director for that? You must be
joking with me!”
Reclining slightly in her chair, Daniela answered calmly, “Believe it or not, even the headquarters of Elite Lux
appoint directors to oversee restroom facilities. The choice to accept the position is yours alone.”
A flicker of uncertainty crossed Joyce's face.
“The headquarters have toilet directors too?”
Daniela affirmed with a nod, “Indeed, they do.”
Curiosity piqued, Joyce continued, “Are there any other kinds of director roles available? | really don’t want to be
known as a toilet director. It sounds absurd.”
“Toilet director? That's your term, not ours. We certainly don’t call it that.”
Joyce's eyes narrowed as her voice lost a bit of its edge.
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Daniela replied, “We refer to it as the ‘Director of Comfort."”
The title resonated with a certain prestige, casting a dignified air around it. Joyce seemed to cto terms with
the situation. Daniela added, “Now you're officially a director at Elite Lux. Think about it; it's quite a leap from
selling clothes on the street, isn’t it?”
Joyce glared briefly before storming off without another word.
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