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?”

few years, Mark had largely ignored her, only displaying a reaction

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

And yes, partly because of our past. I thought you would

you this heartless?” Cathy retorted, her voice deep with

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

took another deep drag on his cigarette

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eyes, he declared, “Cathy, I don’t think you are suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a

document decisively, which would transferred her to

gasp,

because she’s here, right? Mark, you can’t even let me stay in Czanch,

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