Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand

571 How Does It Feel to Be Alone and Helpless?

Recently, Beatrice had a tough time because the public kept talking about the scandals of her company. No matter how much money she spent, she couldn't make things right

First, there was news that said that Daydream used subpar fabrics and that a customer developed a skin disease after wearing them. That customer filed a lawsuit against Daydream, and soon after, the police went to her company to investigate them

While the public was still debating the issue, the main designer of Daydream was sued by a famous French designer for copying one of his collections. As a result, many designers pointed the finger at Daydream

A few days later, someone anonymously reported their company for tax evasion. Soon after, the tax and audit departments inspected the company's financial situation. After all of this, it was difficult for her business to function normally

These troubles were one more tricky than the other. Beatrice tried to get people she knew to help her out of these troubles, but no one hada solution. Beatrice was worried but didn't know what to do. As a result, she called a meeting with all of the company's executives and asked for suggestions

During the meeting, one executive asked, somewhat nervously, "Have you offended anyone, Ms. Jones? Apparently, someone is trying to retaliate against us."

After he finished, another person echoed, "Yes! Miss Jones, could you please apologize to them? Our stock is already shrinking. If this trend

570 How Does It Feel to Be Alon. I continues, our company will be doomed."

Beatrice became enraged when she heard their criticism. She slammed her water glass against the wall and yelled, "Get the hell out of here, idiots!"

The next second, the executives left her office one by one. Meanwhile,

Beatrice’s assistant did not leave but just stood still and watched her. After Beatrice waved her hand, signaling him to leave, the assistant left as well

When she was the only one left in the meeting room, Beatrice took a seat in her chair tiredly. She knew roughly what was going on. And she was lost in thought

Earlier, | was enraged at Matthew for helping Lemon to fight back. So,

president of the Azul Group, hoping that he would join me in destroying the Carousel Group. | did not participate in their k********

now?! can compete with Lemon on my own, but she can't compete with the Carousel Group. I’m no match for the

and forth in her office, pondering

trouble in her life. Things were so easy for her in the past thirty years that she had never lost once.

were children. But she knew he wasn't going to be

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him again a few minutes later, but he still didn't answer. After dialing five times a row, Beatrice abandoned the

was covered with sweat, Beatrice flipped through her address book, trying to find her lifesaver. Suddenly, her fingertip stopped on Karl's

Beatrice thought to herself, Karl’s a shareholder in my company, so this issue is related to his interests.

she heard a woman's voice. And Beatrice was taken aback for a moment before realizing the woman was Karl's wife.

Miss Jones. Sorry, my

asked. Her tone was slightly mocking, but Beatrice wasn't

Xavier, | need to speak with Karl right away. Could you please contact him?" Beatrice asked cautiously. Beatrice

it? You can talk to me because | might be able to help you,"

It's confidential because

busy teaching our son his

wanted to curse Peace right away. After taking a deep breath, however, she suppressed the urge to do so and asked

away. Please!"

Well, I'll ask him if he wants to talk to you then." Then Peace shouted, "Karl, Miss Jones says she needs to speak with you.

Just answer it for me, honey! I'm teaching Martin math. He’s really giving me a headache now!"

Peace picked up the phone and snorted, "Miss Jones, did you hear that? | didn't lie to you, did |? You are welcome to

Peace of the company's recent problems, and she then said that

this, she said, "Are you sure Wayne and Anna did these things? | don't think they're that type

back her anger as Karl might be her last straw. Clenching her phone tightly, she asked, "Well, you're right. It's just a guess. It would be perfect if they