Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

In the conference room.

While the officials were almost present, the supervisor and Kimberly arrived late.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Kimberly as she entered with her supervisor. After what had happened for the past few days, all the high-level officials knew who she was.

They all knew a little about the series of things that had happened between Kimberly and Maddox ever since she entered the company.

In addition, they had seen Kimberly many times in the conference room. Although the president tortured her at the beginning, everyone wasn't blind. They all knew the president's intention. The last time Quill had come for a meeting, they all inadvertently noticed Maddox's attitude towards Kimberly.

However... though he might have actually cared for her, maybe Maddox truly disliked her now.

Otherwise, how could she be demoted to such a low position?

The supervisor, Lincoln Maxwell, was in his forties. He was thin and had a long face and pointed eyes. He looked gentle in his glasses, but his expression didn't look very good.

"Lincoln, you're late! Don't you know that the president hates it when we are late?" Someone reminded him. Lincoln looked at the person and he immediately said, "I didn't do it on purpose. It's just that the documents for this meeting have not been sorted out yet."

Upon hearing this, the crowd burst into an uproar.

"What's going on? Didn't I inform you yesterday to sort it out? Why haven't you finished it yet?"

"That's right! We have also sent our information to you yesterday. What's wrong with you?"

Lincoln held back his anger and then looked at Maddox, who had an indifferent look on his face and was exuding an imposing aura. He then dragged Kimberly from behind him.

held her in front of the crowd and declared, "Everyone, she was the one who screwed

it have to do with

Maddox's face, but his cold eyes swept over Kimberly's slender arm where Lincoln had

was wearing a sleeveless dress. After being

didn't like it. Why didn't she cover herself

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to Lincoln for a long time. They didn't know how to react as they couldn't

bag in her hand, and there was no expression

was not worried about the

indeed poor at guiding your subordinate." All of

man in a white shirt stood up, and his calm eyes fell on Lincoln's

pressure, and he bowed unconsciously. "V- Vice President Yardley,"

need to have a backup plan. But you blindly entrusted all this to a newcomer. Last but not least, you don't take responsibility when it goes wrong. Do you think you're even qualified

at the same

and continued, "What Vice President Yardley said is true.

You are

said quickly, "No, I

face and said, "It's okay if you don't make progress on the first day, but you have caused such big trouble. How are you going to make up for

he gave her during the past few days. Meeting his eyes, she

hurt him. She did not beg him to forgive her, but

for a long time

he stared at

"I didn't cause any trouble either." Everyone didn't know what she meant. Just then, Kimberly put her bag on the table and showed them the USB she was holding. She said, "I've sorted out all the documents, but that computer is too old. It suddenly switched off

have the habit of saving my work on my