Chapter 242

Wendy finally felt vindicated as she saw the results-her earlier frustration melted away into pure relief.

Her intuition had been spot on.

Maybe last time, when the company's golden boy helped her and Isadora avoid that round of drinks, it could've been a coincidence.

But today? Today's decision was a clear, deliberate act of favoritism.

Wendy glanced at Isadora, her eyes sparkling with envy and admiration.

I wish I had a prince charming looking out for me, too...

"Isadora, Rowena-we won! We actually did it!"

Wendy couldn't hold back her excitement. "See? I told you there was foul play, but no one believed me! Now look-the truth is out. Seafarer Designs really is the

best!"

Abbott's expression darkened, his lips curving into a cold, bitter smile.

He still had

menacingly toward Rowena, making his intentions

the conference room who'd just been mocking Seafarer Designs

adjourned, Jonathan rushed over to Victor, desperate to explain

Carlson was up to something. Our group has

off with an icy impatience, his voice heavy with authority.

ushered back

bowed so low it nearly touched his chest, unable

silence, cold

his feet to his scalp, his mouth opening and

back in his chair, then leaned forward, long fingers holding his

shadow of a smile played on Victor's lips. "Tell me about

was suffocating, and Carlson could barely breathe-he felt like someone was squeezing the life

eyes, and suddenly

give me another chance. I'll have

the side looking utterly lost. "You

stood, adjusted his jacket, and strolled out with a

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