“Hi, Mike. Hi, Rick,” Trina greeted calmly. “It seems your wives have been enjoying themselves. Earlier, they said I was a failure who hadn’t achieved anything.”
“No, Ma’am! That’s not true!” Rick panicked. “You’re the smartest person we know! Without you, we wouldn’t even have jobs!”
Trina turned to Vanessa and Bea, who were now red with embarrassment.
“You’re right, girls. I don’t have a husband to support me,” Trina said as she adjusted her simple blouse. “Because I don’t need a man to provide for me. I’m the one providing for your husbands.”
She walked toward the exit.
“Mike, Rick,” Trina called out one last time. “See you in my office on Monday. Let’s discuss whether your family’s attitude aligns with my company’s image.”
“Yes, Ma’am! We’re sorry, Ma’am!” the two men replied, shooting furious looks at their wives.
Vanessa and Bea were left in tears, blaming themselves, while the entire class silently admired the true success of the woman who came dressed simply.
THE END.
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