NovelEnglishFrom the moment he suggested that Quincy marry into the Lopez family, her father agreed instantly, almost too eagerly willing to send his daughter away. That... was not something a loving father would do.
"What about his son, though?" Jonathan waved dismissively, "Just the one precious son, he's set to inherit everything, for sure! But the kid's no good, mark my words, their family fortune will crumble in his hands." Jonathan had met Simeon a few times before, the very picture of a spoiled rich kid, all about partying and pleasure, with none of the substance. Compared to his own son, Simeon was leagues behind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why bring this up all of a sudden? Did something happen with Quincy's family again?" Everett didn't respond, just took a deep breath. It seemed the reports from those sent to rescue Quincy weren't exaggerating- Simeon truly intended harm towards his sister and showed no concern for her welfare.
At the time, it even crossed Everett's mind that Quincy might be putting on an act.
Back at the office, Dorothy forwarded the due diligence results to Austin.
Just then, a field supervisor returned, and Dorothy took the opportunity to probe into the project's past issues. From minor slip-ups to procurement discrepancies, she needed to understand what problems had surfaced during her absence to avoid future pitfalls. "Ms. Sanchez, you really throw yourself into your work!" Austin emerged from his office to find Dorothy grilling the employee, unable to hide his admiration.
In his experience, women with her background, shielded by men of influence, often carried themselves with an air of arrogance. Yet Dorothy, who had every reason to rest on her laurels, chose to work tirelessly instead.
"The project's back under my wing; I can't let your previous efforts go to waste," Dorothy smiled. "Everyone's worked hard, and the fourth project team is counting on this project's completion for their year-end bonuses." Austin raised an eyebrow, "Isn't the bonus thing just a word away from Mr. Lopez?" Dorothy looked up from her stack of papers, "Austin, you're not suggesting I should give the fourth BUMS project team a backdoor deat are you?" With the issue brought into the open, Austin quickly backed down. "Of course not just a joke! Our team's performance has been solid this year; we deserve the bonus. If we nail this project, maybe even more so. That's all I meant!" "As long as everyone works hard and focuses on the project, the bonus will come." "Right," Austin nodded eagerly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWatching Dorothy leave, he sighed Having the boss's wife on the team was a tricky situation-couldn't offend her, had to be careful with every word. Dorothy wasn't trying to be difficult; she just disliked anyone showing a hint of taking shortcuts in front of her.
Austin's probing hadn't gone unnoticed, hence her firm stance today-to prevent any scheming.
Returning to her desk, Dorothy's phone rang. Seeing it was Everett, her previously expressionless face brightened with a smile. "Hello?" "Have you had breakfast?" She'd forgotten.
"...Was just about to grab something!" "Dorothy," Everett's voice deepened.
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