When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1412 Darren Is Behind It

She elaborated, "The company's operations have come to a standstill, and a group of people is causing a commotion outside. They've even brought along media reporters, making it almost impossible to disperse the crowd." Charlotte, who typically managed smaller operations overseas for Cecilia, was unaccustomed to handling crises of this magnitude.

Nathaniel, however, remained composed. With quiet authority, he began issuing clear and methodical instructions to address the situation.

When Calvin arrived, he initially intended to step in and take charge. However, upon seeing Nathaniel already handling the situation, he chose to remain on the sidelines.

Nearby, Madeline approached him hesitantly, her face pale with worry. "Mr. Calvin, I'm truly sorry. The project you assigned to me... it failed again."

Her voice wavered with uncertainty, and it was clear she was deeply questioning her own abilities, unable to pinpoint where she had gone wrong.

Calvin listened patiently and, instead of reproaching her, spoke candidly. "Madeline, don't blame yourself for this. If I were in your position-a minor employee-facing constant obstruction from a corporate boss, I doubt I would have succeeded either." Madeline froze, her expression shifting from guilt to confusion. "What do you mean?"

Calvin sighed, meeting her gaze. "I don't intend to interfere in your relationship with Darren, but based on my investigation, every project I assigned to you was deliberately sabotaged by the Faust family."

betrayal surging through her.

"Mr. Calvin, thank you for telling me the

table, offered her a calm yet reassuring smile. "Don't worry about it. You're a friend of Ceci's, which makes you my friend

moment she stepped outside, she pulled out her phone and dialed Darren's number. "You're

Madeline couldn't sleep and

wake me up this early just to scold

you up! Why did you sabotage my project? What on earth did you gain

in the same

realize it was just this. A smirk tugged at his lips as he spoke. "I can take over any project I want. And

passes through your hands

I'll

find a

Madeline's fire, and his nonchalant tone made her wish she could

refused to resort