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!

to Starstreams’ production plant, even as she wondered

the outskirts of North City and the journey was long-they only arrived in

for lunch and went inside right

respect toward Cordy at all. It went

board chairman is young, but not this young!” he exclaimed, his words more ironic than praiseful. “You’re no older than my daughter, who’s always throwing herself into my arms and purring. Comparing yourself with others really hurts,

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

mean, what? Of course it’s because

on par with the job market, and the welfare we offer

along, and that means overtime. But since they’re not

Cordy’s eyes narrowed.

one reported to her about how things were going at this plant at all. Naturally, she could have offered a special increment given the

now that Simon was really taking

questions, Ms. Sachs? I have work to do if

they were mobbed by

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