She entered the elevator slowly and reached Mark’s office.

Mark was preparing for a meeting.

Upon seeing her, he asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what brings you here?”

Dressed in an elegant silk blouse, an overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by a classic Dior pearl necklace, she exuded a captivating charm.

However, Mark didn’t seem to appreciate her finely-tuned appearance.

With a forced smile, Cathy replied, “Words have it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch. You must be delighted, right?”

the past few years, Mark had largely ignored

the room first. After they were alone, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a

because of our past. I thought you would understand

are you this heartless?” Cathy retorted,

they had once been in a relationship. But now, Cecilia was the only one who could attract Mark’s attention. What about her injured hand? Couldn’t

another deep drag on

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work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good salary there, and I believe you’ll be

which would

emitted a brief gasp, standing where

have to step aside just because she’s here, right? Mark, you can’t

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