Gwendolyn scoffed at Annie while reading her intentions.
Yet, the latter showed no response, as though she was utterly clueless. “What are you talking about,
Ms. Harris? Secretly plotting against you? Is that what you’re planning to do to me?”
“I didn’t say that, but let me make it clear-I’m someone who holds grudges and doesn’t like being taken
advantage of. If anyone tries to mess with me, I’ll return the favor tenfold. I’m sure many other people in
the corporate world are as petty as I am. So, Ms. Annie, if you ever get knocked out and kidnapped
while walking outside on the streets, you must’ve crossed someone in the first place.”
Annie appeared frightened as her eyes reddened in a flash.
“Don’t scare me like that, Ms. Harris. I’ve never had any experience doing such things. Besides, I
haven’t crossed anyone. The only person I can think of is…”
She trailed off while falling deep into thought before quickly fixating her gaze back on Gwendolyn.
“If you’re here all of a sudden just to talk about getting robbed of your project, you can leave-because
as long as you’re the director of Antea Group, I’m going to snatch every project it gets its hands on.”
Annie’s eyes grew even redder as tears swirled within them. “Why are you doing this to me, Ms.
Harris? What did I ever do to get on your bad side?”
Gwendolyn leaned back into her office chair casually. “If you want peace between us, answer my
questions.”
Annie nodded earnestly. “Okay, please do. I’ll tell you everything I know.”
A look of scorn flashed in Gwendolyn’s eyes as she began, “Are you really Annie Steinfeld?”
Annie appeared puzzled. “Of course. I’m Annic in the flesh.”
“Well, Ms. Annie, do you still remember where you met Paul?”
Annie’s brows furrowed. “This is a matter between lovers. Do you really have to ask that, Ms. Harris?”
“I’m just asking where you met. It’s not like I’m intruding on your privacy. Are you not willing to answer
me?”
“I think it was at a forest in Salinsburgh, Chanaea,” Annie replied truthfully, following the other woman’s
gaze.
“Oh?” Gwendolyn raised an eyebrow in surprise. “What were you doing there?”
“My school’s club organized a field trip down to the countryside back then. Those who wanted to score
more credits could join and work at a farm. I wanted to get a scholarship, so I signed up. I got lost in the
mountains, but Paul, who was traveling in Chanaea, happened to be there too, so I asked him for
directions. There, he fell in love with me at first sight and kept hitting on me the entire trip. I thought he
was pretty interesting, so I gave him my contact.”
Gwendolyn lowered her head to conceal the coldness in her eyes. “I see. That’s interesting.”
Annic looked down and smiled, seemingly reminiscing about the good old days.
“That sounds like an unforgettable memory to you. Well, Ms. Annie, do you remember which forest you
visited? And which farm did you work at?” Gwendolyn continued, seeing that the other woman had her
guard down.
Annie froze and pondered for a moment before questioning, “Why are you asking for so many details?
You sound like you’re really interested in how Paul and I met. I think you should at least tell me why
before I decide whether or not to tell you everything, don’t you think, Ms. Harris?”
“It’s because my younger sister went missing while working at a farm. It was as if she had vanished into
thin air, and she was nowhere to be found. That’s why I’m curious as to where you worked and whether
you’ve met her.”
“Your sister? Do you have her photo?”
“Of course I do.”
Gwendolyn opened a drawer on the right side of her desk, took out a photo of Evelyn when she was in
the entertainment industry, and handed it to Annie.
The latter took the photo and stared at it closely. “Your sister’s so pretty, Ms. Harris. She looks like a
timid little fairy.”
Gwendolyn nodded solemnly. “Yeah. She does look like a fairy.”
An ill-fated fairy.
Annie continued to eye the photo.
Then, she remarked with a smile. “This is so freaky! I think your sister and I look about thirty percent
alike.”
Gwendolyn shook her head.
“Do you not think so, Ms. Harris?” the former asked.
“No, I think you look at least sixty percent alike.”
Annie’s smile widened. “What a coincidence! I remember you mentioning your sister the last time, Ms.
Harris, but I never expected to look like her.”
Gwendolyn didn’t want to hear such pointless talk and returned to the main topic. “So, can you tell me
which farm you worked at, Ms. Annie?”
Annie tried to recall the past.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Harris. I really don’t remember. I have a really poor sense of direction, and it’s hard for
me to recall the names of places. I could visit the same place five or six times and still not remember
what it’s called. But I can assure you that I’ve never met your sister because if I ever came across
someone who looked so much like me, I’d definitely remember her. I’d even ask to be friends.”
Gwendolyn observed the lady’s expression before responding, “Very well. I won’t bother you anymore,
and I’ll stop taking your projects with other companies. I’ll also give back one of your projects as
compensation.”
Annie’s eyes lit up in delight. “Really, Ms. Harris? You’ll return one of my contracts?”
Gwendolyn nodded confidently. “As long as you stay in Chanaea for a few more days. I don’t go back
on my word.”
“That’s no problem at all. Thank you, Ms. Harris. Anyway, I’m sure you have a lot of other work to take
care of, so I’ll be leaving now.”
Just as Annie got up, something surfaced in her head, and she turned back to Gwendolyn. “How many
more days do you want me to stay for, Ms. Harris? Paul might worry if I’m here too long, considering
he’s in Ospea now. I came to Chanaea on my own.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll only have to stay for at most five more days,” Gwendolyn replied understandingly.
“Come back to Harris Group tomorrow afternoon. There’s somewhere I want to take you.”
“All right. No problem.”
Having gotten back one of her projects and restored the goodwill between her and Gwendolyn, Annie
walked out of the room looking especially thrilled, the clacking of her heels sounding much livelier.
Gwendolyn maintained a polite smile while watching the young lady leave through the glass door.
Then, her expression turned frosty the moment Annie had disappeared completely.
What a flawless conversation that was! I’d vote her as Best Actress if all those expressions turned out
to be fake.
Gwendolyn pondered to herself. Evelyn didn’t have anyone to rely on in the whole of Chanaca.
She has no family or friends here-except for that one person. I’ll take her to meet him tomorrow, and
hopefully, some signs will start showing.
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