CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Rubbing her arms, Joyce exclaimed, “Damn it, we actually met the mastermind!”

“That's right.” Natalie nodded.

She herself never expected that a person she bumped into by chance turned out to be the mastermind of this matter.

“Oh yes, did they say anything else, Joyce? Did they speak of why she sought them out?” she asked further while suppressing the fury within her.

Grunting in affirmation, Joyce replied, “Yes. She gave them that idea when she sought them to tarnish our reputation so that our clients would boycott us, leading to bankruptcy. And you, Nat, would be disdained in the design industry and your career ruined.”

Pausing for a moment, she continued, “Thus, that woman's plan would've succeeded if we'd gone under, while the warehouseman and team leader would've made a tidy sum. It would've been killing two birds with a stone, so the warehouseman and team leader were naturally tempted. But they never expected...”

“They never expected us to discover it so quickly,” Natalie completed, cutting her off.

Joyce nodded in agreement. “Yes, it's really fortunate that a few of our regular clients lodged a complaint timely. Otherwise, that woman's plan might have succeeded when we only discover it sometime later.”

“Following that line of thought, that woman must have gotten wind that we discovered it early. That was why she was at the mall yesterday. Besides, she must have notified both the team leader and the warehouseman. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to take off in such a timely manner and would have only fled after selling off the high-quality fabrics on the other side of the warehouse at least,” Natalie hypothesized.

ungrateful wretches. We treated them so well, yet they repaid us

money, so it's not surprising that they did such

textile mill right away and have

Natalie massaged her throbbing temples. Truth be told, she really

glass of milk. “What happened, Mommy? Do you

okay.” A wealth of warmth suffused Natalie at her son's concern. Holding the glass of milk in her hands, she reassured,

hung his head in

his hair. “Don't worry, for there are still plenty of opportunities for you to help

his mood instantly brightened, and he nodded fervently.

Sharon raised a petite hand. “I want to help

on her button nose

Just then, Shane returned.

looked at him.

fine.” Pulling out his chair, Shane took his seat. “She is now asleep

with contempt, but she didn't comment

reason she didn't expose Jacqueline for