The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 284

Chapter 284

The people in the Investment Department stared at Georgia as if she'd completely lost her mind.

Low whispers started bubbling up around the room.

"Ms. Ailie's way out of our league. Who are we to go running after her?" someone muttered under their breath.

Another colleague, not bothering to hide the spite in her voice, chimed in with a mocking smile. "Georgia, you're Ms. Marchand's favorite. If any of us tries to track down Ms. Ailie, we'll get our heads bitten off. But you? With your connections, why don't you give her a call? I'm sure she'll come running for you."

Georgia rolled her eyes so hard it hurt. She'd already tried calling Ailie-her phone was switched off, as usual.

If she could reach Ailie, would she really be here, wasting time with these Investment Department drones?

She was out of ideas.

Meanwhile, Ailie was already in a company car headed to a nearby coffee shop. When they arrived, she politely dismissed the driver, insisting she'd catch a cab back and that he didn't need to wait.

The café on the second floor was charming and refined.

As Ailie climbed the stairs, she spotted Yasmine waiting for her at a window table.

"Sorry I'm late," Ailie said, catching her breath. "Got held up in a meeting."

with curiosity. "So, where did Victoria find these friends? They must be

mischievously. "You'll have to ask Ms. Turner yourself. I'm just

sidestepped the question,

I'm not going to complain. Next time, I'll have to treat you and your boss to dinner.

Solutions for signing. But fair warning: our boss's

him a call later. Once the contract's signed, you can hang onto it. Pass it along

Ailie grinned. "Sounds good."

Quantum Core Technologies

circles, getting nowhere with her search for Ailie. Meanwhile, Violet had been waiting

only to eventually lose patience and call her

no more excuses left, Georgia dragged herself into Violet's

with its tail between

happened? Did you at least get the contract to

contract ready for signing before four. It was already four

herself-she wanted to meet the CEO of EmilyTech Solutions in person. Word

not stand the idea of another woman outshining

could casually invest several hundred million dollars was worth meeting. If they hit it off, maybe

Violet, as Vice President of Quantum Core, should be the one handling this-if only to show

as a no-name company itself. Violet knew that some of today's biggest names began with humble roots. She liked to think of herself as the talent scout

Solutions was a Stanford grad with a master's in fluid dynamics—and a diehard Formula 1 enthusiast, with

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