A Night To Remember

Chapter 24 The Wicked Mother-in-Law Arrives

Chapter 24 The Wicked Mother-in-Law Arrives

Stella made this phone call for the purpose of asking Norman to come to the branch office in his

capacity as a director of NG Enterprise to back her up. Even if she couldn’t touch Diane, she could at

least teach Maureen a good lesson to let these thoughtless subordinates know she wasn’t someone to

be trifled with. This way, they would behave themselves in the future.

However, before she could withdraw her warning gaze, the news that she suddenly heard over the

phone hit her like a thunderbolt. “What? What did you say?” she asked in disbelief with a sudden

change in her countenance regardless of the numerous onlooking colleagues.

The onlookers couldn’t make out what was said over the phone, but Maureen let out a sneer and cast

her eyes over everyone’s faces. “I’m right, ain’t I? The headquarters must have issued the notice by

now. Now that he’s no longer a director, who is she trying to scare?” she said with a disdainful snort

before sitting down.

On the other hand, Stella hung up the phone. “It’s you! You’re the one pulling tricks behind my back,

Diane!” Her eyes popped in anger and resentment.

Diane kept her countenance, but she understood deep down what Stella meant. She merely replied

flatly, “I said I would have Norman thrown out of that position within a month. It seems I have thought

too highly of him.”

Truth be told, Diane had blurted that out on a whim back then—she wasn’t confident of doing that at all.

Therefore, she was also shocked to learn on this day that Norman had been removed from his position.

However, she didn’t give her feelings of shock away since she would like to see how Stella would

smooth this day’s matter over.

As their colleagues’ discussions grew louder, their remarks became increasingly explicit and offensive.

Now that Norman had been removed from his post, how long could Stella stay in her position? In other

words, they didn’t have to be afraid of her anymore.

Stella stood frozen in front of Diane’s desk. She then grabbed a folder from the desk, raised it up, and

hurled it at Diane’s head. “It’s all your fault!”

The folder rustled as it flew right at Diane’s head. Luckily, Diane reacted quickly enough by tilting her

head to one side. She managed to dodge the frontal assault, but the folder still hit her on the shoulder.

Just as she picked up the folder, she saw Mr. Weaving of the branch office coming in through the door.

Hence, she stood up.

Stella, who didn’t see Mr. Weaving, pointed her finger at the tip of Diane’s nose and swore, “Do you

think you’re high and mighty because you managed to go to bed with Christopher? Nevertheless,

you’re nothing but a mistress—you even went to bed with Christopher before divorcing Norman. Does

that make you any less disgraceful than I, Diane?”

“Stella!” Mr. Weaving thundered coldly just then. Stella was startled by this, and she looked back with

embarrassment written all over her face at the sight of Mr. Weaving.

Mr. Weaving reprimanded, “What are you talking about with that filthy mouth of yours? This is the

office, so mind your image!”

“Mr. Weaving, I—” Stella tried to explain herself, but Mr. Weaving dismissed her impatiently with a wave

of his hand. “You don’t have to say anything anymore. Just go to the Administration Department from

today onward. There’s a vacancy for a photocopying clerk there.”

“What?” Stella’s eyes were bulging out of their sockets. “For what reason? Have I been demoted just

because of a word from Diane? Who does she think she is? She’s but a mistress of ChristopherText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Wayne. You can’t do this, Mr. Weaving.”

“This decision was made by the headquarters.” Mr. Weaving glared at Stella with a livid face. Then, he

turned toward Diane.

“Good morning, Mr. Weaving,” Diane greeted.

Mr. Weaving immediately wore a smile on his face. “Diane, you really are too low-profile. Had Mr.

Waddington not told me about this, I would’ve been still unaware of your relationship with Mr. Wayne.

Please forgive us for anything that you found unsatisfactory in the past, Mrs. Wayne.”

Mrs. Wayne? Everyone gave a gasp as Mr. Weaving’s words confirmed the rumor that Diane was

indeed married to Christopher. Stella’s face turned ghastly pale; even Diane herself was startled for a

moment.

I never planned on disclosing this, though. Did Christopher tell them? she thought to herself. While she

looked at Mr. Weaving’s wrinkled smiling face, she felt somewhat embarrassed; after forcing a smile in

embarrassment, she replied at last, “That would be an overstatement, Mr. Weaving. I’m still an

employee of NG Enterprise no matter what.”

Mr. Weaving nodded repeatedly before making several polite remarks. When he turned to face Stella,

he pulled a long face again. “What are you waiting for? Pack up your stuff and report to the

Administration Department immediately! Just get lost if you don’t want to work here. It’s so

inappropriate to raise a racket in the office.”

“Mr. Weaving—” Stella got anxious, but Mr. Weaving didn’t bother paying any attention to her. Having

greeted Diane, he left right away.

Meanwhile, the office was in an uproar as soon as he left. Everyone looked at Diane with envy,

whereas Maureen—whom Stella had dressed down just now—couldn’t help mocking the latter. The

farce went on for quite a while and wasn’t over until Stella walked off in a huff.

It could be said that Diane never had a moment’s peace all day long because of such a shocking piece

of news that day. Now that the previous rumors about her being a homewrecker were dispelled,

everyone looked at her differently; it made her feel very embarrassed.

Indeed, she had asked Christopher to attend the banquet with the original intention of provoking Stella

and Norman so that Stella would shut up in front of her and stop bringing up the subject of Norman’s

promotion to planning director in the future. However, she didn’t expect things to develop to the point

where her marriage to Christopher was made public.

Thanks to the colleagues who came cozying up to her in various ways, her head was swimming that

day. As a result, she had to work overtime after office hours to finish her work.

It was already late when Diane left the office. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she heard

someone arguing with the security guard at the entrance. Upon hearing the person’s voice—which was

shrill and high-pitched with a country accent—she felt her scalp tingling. It was Elizabeth, her ex-

mother-in-law.

“This is the office of a company, granny. You can’t get inside as you please.” The security guard was

still trying to stop Elizabeth, but she pressed in on him and yelled at the top of her voice, “Why can’t I

get inside? What’s so magnificent about your company that I’m not allowed to get inside? My son is

one of the higher-ups here, so why would—” Before she could finish her sentence, though, she spotted

Diane. Instantly, she turned around and swore at Diane, “Diane, you wicked little b*tch! Come over

here!”

Since it was the only exit from the building, Diane had to go there even if she didn’t want to. She

walked toward the exit, but instead of heading toward Elizabeth’s direction, she went straight to the

revolving door.

However, Elizabeth was agile enough to run over and grab Diane before the latter could reach the door.

“Didn’t you hear me when I called you?”

“What do you want?” Diane asked directly since she wasn’t in the mood to waste her time talking to

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth’s aged face looked ferocious. “What do I want, you say? You made my son and daughter-in-

law lose their jobs! I didn’t expect you to be so vicious, Diane.”

“Your son and daughter-in-law have simply been demoted. They haven’t lost their jobs yet; they just

have to start at the bottom,” Diane reminded her. “Besides, that is the company’s decision, not mine.”

“Cut that bullsh*t.” Elizabeth curled her lips. “Who doesn’t know this is thanks to that lover of yours?

He’s filthy rich, isn’t he? You’re so terrific, Diane—you little wh*re. Not only did you cuckold my son, you

even had him fired from his job as a director. I’m telling you—I’ll never get this over with until you

account for this!” Her eyes flickered as she spoke.

Her abuses struck a chill into Diane’s heart. “How do you want me to account for this?”

“Just pay for this. Isn’t your lover very rich? You have to pay as much money as my son loses. My son

would have earned several hundred thousand per year as a director, and he would’ve made tens of

millions after working for a few decades at the very least. Just give the—”

“Haha!” Diane sneered. “To put it bluntly, you just want to extort money from me, don’t you? Tens of

millions? Do you think your son is worth that amount of money?”

“What do you mean? Are you looking down on Norman? You b*tch! How dare you be so arrogant after

cheating on my son?!” With that, Elizabeth swung her arm and hit out at Diane’s head.