The Queen's Back

Chapter 215

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After lunch, Maxwell looked at Barbara, who was eagerly putting food onto Jane and Bernard's plates.

He suddenly blurted. "I heard that you got first place in the Noren Design Competition, Barbara. As you brother-in-law, it's reful of me to not anything to give you as a gift.

Maxwell paused and said, "Why don't you work as the design manager at one of our branches? Take it as a promotion. What do you think, Bernard? I think with Barbara's ability, she's completely qualified for this position." With such an arrangement, Mona didn't have to fake sisterly love with Barbara at the company every day.

"Superb! This is a wonderful suggestion. I wanted to reward Barbara, and now Maxwell has come up with this great idea for me. This is good!" Bernard agreed with Maxwell's proposal fully,

"But Grandpa, I- Barbara spoke anxiously.

She didn't want to be a design manager at a branch. She wanted to be in the same department as Mona and be better than Mona in every aspect.

Before Barbara could finish, she was interrupted by Bernard. "Well, Barbara, Maxwell's suggestion is perfect. You can start on Monday. Anyway, the branch office is closer to where you live. Ill be more convenient for you too." "But Grandpa, I-

"Barbara, the promotion has been happily decided, but don't get too excited. After saying that, Bernard stood up, pulled Jane by the hand, and walked out with a smile.

At the dining table, Maxwell rubbed his thumb on the back of Mona's hand, hinting that he wanted a reward for doing her a

favor.

Mona smiled and pulled Maxwell into the room.

Barbara's transfer and promotion were good news for Mona.

Barbara was left sitting alorie at the dining table, looking at the leftover food on the table.

She thumped the table. She wasn't stupid. She knew that Maxwell and Mona didn't want to see her in the company, so they moved her out of the company in the name of promotion. 'Mona, you were the one who let me down first. Don't blame me for embarrassing you even more. Narrowing her eyes viciously, Barbara got her phone and contacted Molly. [Mona plagiarized. If she doesn't admit it and apologize, she'll be condemned by the public.]

plan was completely unknown to Mona and Maxwell. As soon as the two lovebirds got to the room, Mona pulled Maxwell onto the white sofa and snuggled

as Mona finished speaking, she raised her head and her

Maxwell with her bright eyes and asked, "Will

"Honey, I've booked a flight to Yosneosiland tomorrow morning. Let's talk to Danielle and clear things up. Later in the afternoon, consolidate some of

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that she was Danielle's

would trust her more."

Herself for not having any evidence. She didn't know how. Molly copied

regret it since we've already tried our

right. Let's go to Yosneosiland, Mona

in the afternoon with Mona to look for Danielle, he went to the company first and made work arrangements for the staff

to The Designscape to find the records of her gown design process. She would bring

know the truth, would continue to defame her, saying something like she had gone to great lengths to conceal her crime. So, she thought it'd be better not to post them. After Haley drove Mona to The Designscape,

one around, and it was highly unlikely that someone

straight to The Designscape, with a black mask on and holding a bag in her hand At this hour, there was no one around. It was

Mona was about to reach the entrance, a few girls wearing masks suddenly appeared from the bushes beside the entrance. Without a word, the girls raised their bags and

these demure-looking girls to be so reckless. They had the guts to hit someone in broad daylight Mona was no match for them. When the bags hit her, she subconsciously squatted down

cursed as they

the talent, accept defeat.

Your two old folks at home

un

apologize to Molly publicly and quit the design industry. Otherwise, we'll beat you up every time we see you in

are crazy. I've already said that I didn't

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