Chapter 11 - Vanessa Confronts Her Bitter Former Colleague in Chicago
Back at the South Side warehouse, Vanessa was boxing up donated winter coats when the front door chimed.
A sharp-dressed woman in a designer trench coat stepped inside, casting a disdainful glance around the charity depot.
It was Brenda Scott, Vanessa’s former assistant manager at the Michigan Avenue boutique.
“Good grief, Vanessa, I heard you were demoted, but I didn't think you’d end up folding rags in a slum,” Brenda sneered.
Vanessa stood up from her box, wiping dust from her gray apron without a trace of her former arrogance.
“I’m not folding rags, Brenda; I’m helping people who were once treated the way I used to treat them,” Vanessa replied calmly.
Brenda laughed dismissively, crossing her arms over her chest.
“You’ve lost your mind; Arthur Vance is currently organizing a board revolt in New York to oust Jonathan Whitworth.”
“When the old guard takes back control, people like you will be blacklisted from the fashion industry forever.”
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Vanessa looked her former colleague directly in the eyes with unshakable resolve.
“Let Arthur try; some things are far more important than keeping a corporate fashion job.”
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