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!

production plant, even as she wondered why the workers would go on strike

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

lunch and went inside right away to meet

toward Cordy at all. It went

that our new board chairman is young, but not this young!” he exclaimed, his words more ironic than praiseful. “You’re no older than my daughter,

she never heard a word of it, and cut to the chase, “I heard from Fabian Locke that the workers are on strike. What

Of course

on par with the job market, and the welfare we offer is more than what other companies

hurried production along, and that means overtime. But since they’re not being paid for that, no one’s

Cordy’s eyes narrowed.

this plant at all. Naturally,

she must admit now that Simon was really taking her for

any other questions, Ms. Sachs? I have work to do if you don’t,” Dean said

her lips and started to leave with Vince, but they were mobbed by a group of

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