chapter 2
After Elena resigned, all her work was assigned to me by our boss.
While I was busy, my colleagues suddenly exclaimed.
A girl said, "Elena, you're so different today."
I looked up and saw Elena walking into the office with designer bags in both hands.
She proudly raised her head, touched her belly, and said, "This is nothing. My son is about to inherit a country."
Everyone immediately thought Elena had gone crazy.
After all, previously in the company, no matter who was dating or getting married, Elena would always mock them.
She thought those people were crazy and said having kids was not as worthwhile as investing in oneself.
But in just a few days, Elena suddenly announced she was pregnant.
However, when colleagues heard that Elena had already sold her house, they kindly advised her.
A woman said, "How could someone with status donate sperm? Elena, don't be fooled."
Elena immediately rolled her eyes.
She said, "Do you think I'm as dumb as Athena? How could I possibly not know who the father is and still go for IVF?"
"If I had her brains, I would have been ashamed enough to kill myself."
Then, Elena took a stack of invitations out of her bag and tossed them onto my desk.
She said, "In five days, my husband will come to pick me up. Come to this location, and I'll show you the world."
After saying that, she turned and left with an arrogant expression.
Everyone was already busy with work, and her commotion made them all very upset.
A female colleague said, "Athena, isn't Elena your good friend? Has she gone crazy? How could she imagine a wealthy husband?"
"Besides, how much money could someone who donates sperm have? Where does her strong sense of superiority come from?"
Another female colleague chimed in, "She even sold her house and bought a bunch of luxury clothes and bags. How will she raise her child later? When I was preparing for pregnancy before, she even scolded me."
Elena's behavior annoyed everyone, and they all urged me to cut ties with someone so irrational.
But not long after, Elena shared a high-end hotel's location in the company group chat.
She also sent a message: [This Saturday, my husband will host a banquet here. Make sure to come. This is one of your rare chances to experience high society.]
Everyone didn't expect that Elena had truly become distinguished and was living a superior life.
That high-end hotel is famously expensive in the entire city.
Even a bottle of mineral water there can sell for thousands of dollars.
Elena's Instagram is full of photos showing off her wealth, and she even tagged me in every single one.
In the photos, she's wearing custom-made luxury jewelry, smiling smugly.
A trace of gloom flashed in my eyes, and I let out a cold snort.
I said to myself, "Go ahead and laugh. It won't be long before you can't."
That Saturday, my coworkers dragged me to the hotel.
A female colleague said, "I don't believe Elena could be so lucky to pick a billionaire's sperm. She was so arrogant slandering you before. We have to go and see."
As soon as we arrived at the hotel entrance, we saw a photo of Elena with a foreign man.
When she saw me, Elena smugly clung to the man's arm and walked toward me.
She said, "Isn't this my broke little friend? I thought you wouldn't come."
"After all, you don't have my eye for spotting wealth, so you couldn't pick the right sperm for IVF. You must be really jealous of me, right?"
Elena's eyes are indeed "sharp," so sharp that she didn't even notice the man beside her had no love in his gaze for her.
So, I smiled faintly and said, "No, I'm really happy for you."