NovelEnglishBut Catherine soon cto herself. She had been a VP for years and dealt with a lot of emergencies.
She knew that the designers were also unhappy about the rumors about Leslie and her. After all, there had indeed been nasty rumors that she was the reason Leslie divorced his wife.
The designers were all upright youngsters.
"I know | don't have to, but | thought | should explain sthings to you," Catherine said, "There's nothing between Mr.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEastwood and me. | believe that you can see it with your own judgement.” "We're not talking about the rumors here," someone frowned and said with disdain, "besides, what happens between the two of you doesn't affect us at all.” "Yeah," another agreed, "You made the decision with the senior executives, why should we suffer the trip?" "You didn't even ask for our opinions." "I'm sorry, everyone," Catherine compromised, after all, she needed everyone's cooperation, "I'm sorry | didn't ask for your opinions. | should have." "Ms. Collins, we just need you to respect us,” someone finally said in a nicer manner, "The designers of the Marsh Group discussed and agreed to it before they set out.” "I'm sorry," Catherine bowed to everyone in a sincere manner, "But since we are already here, | wish you could bring out your best and adapt to the environment here soon." "Alright now. Let's move our luggage!" a male designer shouted, "Just cut the crap!" Then, everyone carried their luggage into their rooms.
The rooms here were transformed B&Bs. They used to be just private rooms.
Although the house was built by the river, it was not as good as the cabins specially built for visitors.
The house was about two miles away from the cabin district.
Catherine chose this place out of her selfish motive.
She wanted to haunt Ivan, to help R-Alan defeat the Marsh Group and to make Ivan regret what he had done! But she didn't know that the moment she stepped into the R-Alan Group, there was no turning back.
And Ivan didn't care what she had been doesn't at all.
It was at dinner when Catherine read the news that Ingrid had died.
The designers saw it too and were all shocked.
Someone couldn't help saying, "Mrs. Eastwood's dead?" "It was just a divorce, why did she kill herself?" someone asked, "Couldn't she live without a man? There are billions of men in the world." "How silly was she! Alas!" "She killed herself for a man who doesn't even love her," another sighed, "It's simply not worth it." "Men always fail women." Catherine listened to their words and stared at the photos in the news of Ingrid's body being discovered and felt stuffy in her chest.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe didn't say anything to anyone and went back to her room.
Meanwhile, in the president's office in the R-Alan Group.
Leslie stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking out with his sharp eyes. He had just read the news.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
He checked the Caller ID and answered it. "Hello, Ms. Collins." The look in his eyes becgentle and he avoided calling her Catherine.
"Was your wife's death an accident?" Catherine had a bad feeling.
Leslie smiled and corrected her, "I'm single, | don't have a wife." "Your ex-wife. Does her death have anything to do with you?" Catherine changed her words and asked.
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