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Chapter 999 - 998: Sorry, I’m Not Treating Anymore · Oct 13, 2026

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951 Chapter 951 - 950: Aren’t You Worried About Your Wife’s Identity? 2026-10-13
952 Chapter 952 - 951: Who Can Bear Young Master Peary’s Fury? 2026-10-13
953 Chapter 953 - 952: Oh, Uncle, Don’t Be Angry 2026-10-13
954 Chapter 954 - 953: Young Master Peary Feels Stifled 2026-10-13
955 Chapter 955 - 954: Damn It! Shirley Grant Is Completely Speechless 2026-10-13
956 Chapter 956 - 955: Damn It! Regret My Ass 2026-10-13
957 Chapter 957 - 956: I’m Not Listening, I’m Not Listening, I’m Not Listening! 2026-10-13
958 Chapter 958 - 957: On How to Soothe Young Master Peary 2026-10-13
959 Chapter 959 - 958: Rabina Mitchell Initiates a Kiss! 2026-10-13
960 Chapter 960 - 959: Unless You’re Afraid of Me 2026-10-13
961 Chapter 961 - 960: EdbertNia Mitchell Has Become Rabina Mitchell Too 2026-10-13
962 Chapter 962 - 961: You’re Back? Why! 2026-10-13
963 Chapter 963 - 962: Want to Mess with Her? No Way 2026-10-13
964 Chapter 964 - 963: This Round, I Won 2026-10-13
965 Chapter 965 - 964: Can You Afford the Nearby Dining Hall? 2026-10-13
966 Chapter 966 - 965: Slap in the Face 2026-10-13
967 Chapter 967 - 966: Head Secretary Qiao, Get Out 2026-10-13
968 Chapter 968 - 967: Quietly, Thinking of You with Every Breath 2026-10-13
969 Chapter 969 - 968: Little Sister-in-law, Please Take Me In 2026-10-13
970 Chapter 970 - 969: Young Master Peary Is Bewitched 2026-10-13
971 Chapter 971 - 970: Pei the Maniac, You Win 2026-10-13
972 Chapter 972 - 971: Is Low IQ Hereditary? 2026-10-13
973 Chapter 973 - 972: That Brat Doesn’t Dare Hang Up on Him 2026-10-13
974 Chapter 974 - 973: Restroom, The Best Place for Drama 2026-10-13
975 Chapter 975 - 974: Truly Slandering 2026-10-13
976 Chapter 976 - 975: A Slap Across the Face 2026-10-13
977 Chapter 977 - 976: Star Media Blows Up 2026-10-13
978 Chapter 978 - 977: Delete the Post, Delete the Post, Get Lost! 2026-10-13
979 Chapter 979 - 978: The Enraged Admin, Instant Obliteration 2026-10-13
980 Chapter 980 - 979: Does This Count as a Violent Crackdown? 2026-10-13
981 Chapter 981 - 980: Haha, Hazel Quartz’s Tragedy 2026-10-13
982 Chapter 982 - 981: Prepare Your Letter of Resignation 2026-10-13
983 Chapter 983 - 982: Talked About Some Men’s Topics 2026-10-13
984 Chapter 984 - 983: Rabina Mitchell Is Getting Smarter at Home 2026-10-13
985 Chapter 985 - 984: What Kind of Person Is Your Mother? 2026-10-13
986 Chapter 986 - 985: Can My Memory Be Restored? 2026-10-13
987 Chapter 987 - 986: Young Master Peary Wants a Free Meal, Begs to Tag Along 2026-10-13
988 Chapter 988 - 987: Is Young Master Peary Hiding? 2026-10-13
989 Chapter 989 - 988: The Boat of Friendship Capsizes Easily 2026-10-13
990 Chapter 990 - 989: Damn! Rabina Mitchell Got Into Another Man’s Car 2026-10-13
991 Chapter 991 - 990: The CEO Is Fuming! 2026-10-13
992 Chapter 992 - 991: Maxwell Peary! Pull Over 2026-10-13
993 Chapter 993 - 992: Young Master Peary Is Awesome! Rabina Mitchell Settled in One Minute 2026-10-13
994 Chapter 994 - 993: Don’t Discuss Jealousy with Men 2026-10-13
995 Chapter 995 - 994: So Embarrassing! 2026-10-13
996 Chapter 996 - 995: We’re Waiting to Order 2026-10-13
997 Chapter 997 - 996: You Freeload and Expect Me Not to Look Down on You? 2026-10-13
998 Chapter 998 - 997: This Is Your Newcomer Tribute to Us 2026-10-13
999 Chapter 999 - 998: Sorry, I’m Not Treating Anymore 2026-10-13
1000 Chapter 1000 - 999: Just Pay Back the Money You Owe Me 2026-10-13

Chapter 999: Chapter 998: Sorry, I’m Not Treating Anymore

”Oh my god, this is just too much. I think we absolutely need to make a forum post about today’s incident—it’s simply unbelievable.”

One of the secretaries said as she took out her phone, appearing ready to start posting.

”Feel free to post if you’re confident it won’t get taken down.”

Besides, she can delete posts; it’s just a minor inconvenience.

Hearing this, the secretary looked utterly disgusted, as if she’d swallowed a fly.

Her throat bobbed up and down, choking several times, but ultimately no words came out.

This was clearly just an attempt to rile them up.

”Forget the forum, post on a discussion board instead; surely she doesn’t have the connections to delete posts there.”

Everyone chimed in with ideas.

Nia Mitchell smirked, standing there thinking this group of people was truly laughable.

There were no words to describe it; such people actually exist in this world.

”Do whatever you like; I don’t mind going public with the truth.”

Who doesn’t know how to make a post?

Just then, Hazel Quartz pushed open the door and walked in.

Upon entering, she sensed something was amiss in the private room.

”What’s going on?”

Why is everyone standing here?

It was like she’d missed some spectacular drama.

”Head Secretary, you’re finally here; look at this newcomer—absolutely unacceptable.”

Suddenly, they seemed to find a backbone and swarmed over to Hazel Quartz.

”What happened? What’s going on?”

Hazel furrowed her brows.

”It’s because of Nia Mitchell. She dared to disdain us and said she wouldn’t host anymore. This is intentional! She asked us here and then pulls this.”

Hazel was stunned after hearing this.

Not hosting anymore?

How could this happen?

”Nia Mitchell, what’s going on here?”

Hazel was no longer the friendly colleague she used to be, amiably calling Nia’s name and working alongside her.

Now, she exhibited an air of superiority.

Despite not holding a high position, her authority felt grand.

”Does any of this concern you? I will host if I want to, and I won’t if I don’t want to.”

Must I be subjected to others?

What Nia said made Hazel’s expression change.

She didn’t expect Nia to say such a thing.

”What do you mean by that?”

Instantly, Hazel was unsettled.

”How can you be so dishonest? Inviting us here and saying you won’t host—it’s blatantly playing with us.”

Hazel roared, her voice rising.

At that moment, a waiter happened to come in carrying dimsum, unexpectedly witnessing the quarrel.

Waiter:...

Uh, what’s going on here?

Should they deliver the food or not?

Better deliver it.

The door was gently pushed open, revealing a full-view of the private room.

Nia Mitchell looked at Hazel Quartz with a mocking expression.

”Don’t accuse me of messing with you all. First, I’ve never personally said I’d host anything; second, this venue wasn’t chosen by me. Why do you assert that I invited you all here to host?”

She spoke casually and then watched Hazel’s face grow increasingly dark.

Looking at the waiter laying out dimsum, Hazel noticed an outsider present, not wanting to ruin her image.

”How can you say that? You weren’t like this when you said you’d host before.”

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