Chapter 62

And with those words, Cordy strode out of the conference room without looking back, imposing as ever.

Fabian did not expect that he, a man in his forties, would be threatened by a twentyish brat!

He quickly called Simon to report the situation.

“Ignore her. Just do what I tell you,” Simon said, still thinking nothing of Cordy at all. “I’ll cover for you if anything happens.”

“Yes, Mr. Sachs.”

Fabian smiled evilly then.

He did not mind waiting and seeing how long Cordy would last!

even as she wondered why

City and the journey was long-they only

not stop for lunch and went inside right away to meet

had no respect toward Cordy at all. It went without saying they were both in league with

new board chairman is young, but not this young!” he exclaimed, his words more ironic than praiseful. “You’re

of it, and cut to the chase, “I heard from Fabian Locke that the workers are on strike. What on

mean, what? Of course

the job market, and the welfare we offer is

the one who hurried production along, and that means overtime. But since they’re not being

Cordy’s eyes narrowed.

were going at this plant at all. Naturally, she could have offered

she must admit now that Simon was really taking

you have any other questions, Ms. Sachs? I have work

but they were mobbed by a group of angry workers before they made it out the front door.

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