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

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

Cecilia is fine. And yes, partly because of our past. I thought you would understand

this heartless?” Cathy retorted, her voice deep

was the only one who

deep drag on his cigarette

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you are suitable to 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 happier in a

signed the document decisively, which would transferred

a brief gasp, standing

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

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