Bradley often described her as a paradox-contradicting qualities mixed together in one body. She was
obviously an ambitious person, but her clear eyes looked unambiguous. She did not like competing
with anyone, but she would never back down and give up on progress.
At Ford Corporation’s skyscraper
The project in the western suburbs was in full swing, with endless meetings being held one after the
other. Being the biggest project of the year, the company had attached great importance to it, making
the employees feel the tension in the atmosphere.
As long as the project went well, Ford Corporation would progress to another level.
As it was already the top corporation in Ahn City, it could make a name for itself in Fern City if the
project was successful.
Then, Weston would undeniably become the youngest and richest man in the country, catching
everyone’s attention.
His fame would only rise. By then, people would still dig into his personal life even if he tried to keep a
low profile. Hence, it was important for the public relations department to keep up with the public
opinion. “Mr. Ford, I have prepared all the materials for the meeting. Do I hand it directly to Mr. Sullivan,
or…”
The staff in the secretary department were all working on a tight schedule.
Daisy sorted the documents in her hands and knocked on the door of the CEO’s office.
Always very professional when it came to working, she never allowed her personal feelings to get in the
way. Weston was no different. He marked a few important points on the papers and told her to prepare
for the next meeting.
Before she left, though, she swept a glance at him.
However, noticing that he had no intention to talk to her, she paused for a while, failing to say what was
in her mind in the end.
What she probably had to do now was to do the job as best she could, not get involved in the matter
between Xavier and Weston. She also couldn’t make a decision for them.
“Anything else?” He took a sip of the coffee and looked at her with little expression on his face.
“It’s nothing,” she hurriedly muttered as she snapped back to her senses.
In the area near the third motorway, an agent was in a black car, holding a tablet. As he read the scripts
and decided on the next film Guinevere would star in, he suddenly received a message.
“Guinevere, Zack was not in Ford Mansion last night.”
“I know. I think Wendy took him somewhere.”
Davis frowned. “It’s a little strange…”
“How so?” Guinevere was getting impatient. “Stop bothering me with such things when we are
working!”
“Guinevere…” Davis wanted to tell her that Wendy seemed to have been in Ford Mansion the whole
time last night at first, and Chris was abroad on a business trip. So, apart from Weston, nobody would
take Zachary out. But looking at her impatient face, he said nothing more, convincing himself he was
thinking too much. “By the way, did you inform Mr. Ford that you were coming?” She put down her
mobile phone immediately and gave him a stern look. “Do I need to inform him in advance ? Think
about our relationship. Do you really think that’s necessary?”
“I don’t mean that, Guinevere. I just heard that Mr.
Ford’s been very busy these days. It will be a waste of time if he is not there, so I think it’ll be better to
tell him first.”
Although he tried to make it sound as sensible as possible , she still figured out the meaning between
his lines.
“Are you mocking me? You think Weston and I are not on good terms, don’t you?” “I really don’t mean
that…” Feeling that it was getting increasingly difficult to communicate with her, he stopped talking. “Mr.
Ford will be delighted to see you.”
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