Shelly got out of the car and stared at the direction Amelia left, her face grim.
It was time for work, and she left with her things in her arms, so she was probably fired by Blanca Roach.
She wondered why Amelia had tipped her off that Matthew Grant and Blanca Roach had gone to her house, and hadn’t been caught trying to butter her up by being so attentive to her.
“No need to look, that man is of no use.”
Adelina stood behind her, grooming her clothes with grace and disdain.
“There wasn’t much use in the first place.” Shelly ruffled her hair a bit and turned around, “Except for the tip-off the other night, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to get your help in time.”
Venting?
Adelina frowned slightly, thinking that this matter was not that simple, otherwise how could this side be so sure that Shelly was the mastermind, even if they did not believe in their perfectly fabricated reasons.
The bottom of her eyes flashed a trace of fine light, cold voice spoke.
“Shelly you were confessed, that person must have told you out after being found out, and maybe even removed himself clean.”
“Hmm?” Shelly froze for a moment, then reacted, “How I said she usually treats me like an arrogant person, just the other day to offer to tip me off.”
“Don’t let her meet me again, I won’t let her off the hook.”
She rolled her eyes and stomped into the studio on her heels.
Blanca Roach was just about to pack up her things and leave, thinking there was nothing she could go back to at this point to take Alice to early school, but then the voice of her assistant came from the door.
“President Roach, a young lady named Shelly would like to see you.”
Shelly?
She remembered what Matthew Grant had told her last night after he returned from the old mansion, frowned and sighed as she sat back in her chair.
“Send her in.”
The studio door was thrown open and Shelly walked right in and sat down on the couch with Adelina following behind her.
Blanca Roach saw the two of them, a hint of impatience flashed under her eyes and coughed lightly.
“You two, what is the matter with coming to my office during working hours?”
“Naturally, there is something.” Shelly put her bag next to her and raised her eyes to look at her, “I came to see how my engagement jewelry design is coming along.”
“You’re asking me how the design is coming along, why don’t you ask yourself?”
Blanca Roach, with her arms around her chest and a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, stared straight at her and spoke in a cold voice.
“It’s not thanks to you, I haven’t been idle since I returned to China, where can I design jewelry for you?” Miss Shelly is afraid that she has lied so much that she even fooled herself.”
“You!”
Shelly was furious, but didn’t know how to retort, her face turning blue.
She just came here to Blanca Roach to go through to both sides and Matthew Grant, who knows to here will still be angry, she hated not to be married to The Grant family, all to give Blanca Roach a little color.
“Well, since Mrs. Grant knows all about it, let’s be frank.”
Adelina spoke quietly at this time, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.
“Mrs. Grant, it’s true that Shelly did this, but your best friend is also involved, after all, she just did it, and it was your own side that came up with the idea.”
Blanca Roach was not surprised by this fact, hand on the table, lightly spoke.
“Just do it and be responsible, Miss Shelly, do you remember what you said last night?”