Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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Chapter 224

Projects like this in the political circles often only invited publicly listed companies to participate in the bidding

Especially for large-scale projects like building a railway station, companies had to go through rigorous evaluations before a final candidate was chosen to take charge. "Ms. Spencer, how did we even qualify to be here! And why are we sitting in the front row Cody asked, following closely behind Ophelia, curiosity written all over his face. That's not your question to ask. I want this project," Ophelia replied.

Ch. what?" Cody was stunned, wondering if he had misheard her. Her tone made it sound as casual as picking out a piece of clothing

In Cody's opinion, with their small firm, taking on a project of this scale seemed far-fetched at best.

"Did you bring what I asked for?" Ophelia asked.

"Yes" Cody nodded and was just about to pull the items out of his briefcase when he bumped into someone.

"Can't you watch where you're walking?" he said.

The voice was somewhat familiar.

Cody looked up and immediately recognized the face.

"Andrew Cody frowned slightly.

Andrew, who had been exposed during a job interview at their company, had apparently found employment elsewhere.

Given his qualifications, landing a position at a publicly listed firm wasn't surprising.

"Well, well... it's you," Andrew said with a smug air.

In fact, Andrew had noticed them the moment they walked in.

He hadn't seen any information linking their small, insignificant company to the event.

Did they come here uninvited? Just here for the spectacle? How embarrassing, he thought.

Dressed in a deep purple suit, Andrew stood with his hands in his pockets, head held high, looking down at others with disdainful eyes

"Quite the coincidence," Cody said, glancing at Andrew's seat in the second-to-last row. "So, you're with Fiorda Group! Just joined and already trusted with a project of this magnitude? Your boss must really value you"

Although Cody found Andrew's arrogant demeanor annoying, he kept his tone polite since they had attended the same

school.

failing to detect the sarcasm, took

of me. I led the team that designed this project, Andrew said, boasting "But speaking of this railway station, such a massive undertaking, how could a no-name company like yours even participate in the evaluation? Impossible." Cody froze,

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expression, Andrew smirked, convinced

to end up at such a tiny company? "You're better than that. Are you even learning anything there?

help you out. If you've come to your senses and want to switch companies, I could talk o my manager and get you in as my assistant for a few months. "Learn the ropes, and one day you could be

began, his face flushed with

Isn't that better than slaving away in a company that has nothing to offer? Following a woman, what future can that possibly bring you?" Andrew said,

turned bright red with fury, while Ophelia, on the other hand, remained expressionless, seemingly

satisfied, Andrew called

think there's a chance we could bring him into our company? Maybe let him assist me for a few months?" Andrew asked. Eliot, who had just finished a phone call, walked over. Around forty years old, he gave

anyone can waltz into Fioeda Group?" Eliot said, his tone laced with

expression polite and humble, though inwardly he'd been waiting

feigning an apologetic look. "I'm really sorry about that. I meant to help, but things didn't go as planned. I could still ask around for openings at other companies for

a tiny company? My advice? Leave while you still can, Andrew added with a sneer. At that moment, a commotion arose near the

"Mark""

just say Mark

What's he

Sinclair Group

didn't hear

his curiosity piqued. Andrew, clueless about what was happening, followed Eliot's gaze toward the growing

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Who is this Mark?" Andrew asked, noticing how many people were moving toward the

If we can get on his good side, even losing out on this project would be worth

Andrew trailing close behind, momentarily

the crowd around the entrance was so thick he

here on behalf of Mr. Sinclair

its sights on the Westiend Railway Station

"Mark..."

with activity, resembling a media press

gaze scanning the crowd

instinctively followed

coming through, Mark said, walking in the direction where Andrew and Eliot happened to be

him!" Eliot whispered, already plastering a wide smile on his face, hands extended in preparation for a