NovelEnglishChapter 41 The next morning, Isadora was in her office, searching everywhere for the investment report on the Global Project.
She spent the entire morning turning the place upside down, but the report was nowhere to be found.
Her original plan had been simple: bring the business proposal to Victor, lay out the facts in a strictly professional manner, and see if he was interested in investing.
If that didn't work, well... She'd swallow her pride and remind him about that favor he owed her. After all, Victor had promised her himself.
But now the report had vanished.
She was certain she'd left it right on her desk.
She'd even stayed late the previous night to put the finishing touches on it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Janet, has anyone been in my office the past couple of days?" Jlingered in the doorway, looking uneasy.
"No one's been in your office, Ms. Vaughan." Isadora narrowed her eyes, fixing Jwith a stare that lasted several seconds. She didn't say a word.
Jsquirmed under the scrutiny, her scalp prickling. She didn't dare say anything else.
Jwasn't the one who'd stolen the report.
But she knew who had.
That day, when Isadora was out, Jhad tried to intervene. But just then, she'd gotten a call. Pearl's voice on the other end was cold and clear: If Jbreathed a word about what she'd seen, she could kiss her job at the Vaughan Group goodbye.
Jwas fresh out of college. She had no interest in getting tangled up in family feuds among the rich and powerful. She just wanted to keep her head down and collect her paycheck.
So now, she kept her mouth shut and pretended to know nothing.
Isadora knew very well the report hadn't just disappeared into thin air. Seeing Janet's reluctance, she chose not to press further.
"Alright, you can go." Fortunately, she had the report memorized.
She could present it herself if she had to.
Grabbing her car keys and her purse, she headed down to the parking garage.
She drove straight to Fitzgerald Enterprises.
While waiting at a red light, a thought suddenly struck her: She'd already met Victor twice, so why hadn't she asked for his contact information? With someone like Victor in her network-even if she never needed his help it was always good to have options. How could she have been so careless? Now she was stuck making another trip just to track him down.
Half an hour later, Isadora arrived at Fitzgerald Enterprises.
She walked up to the reception desk. "Hi, could you helpget in touch with Mr. Fitzgerald?" The receptionist barely looked up, her tone polite but practiced. She'd seen plenty of people trying to get a meeting with their CEO.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"And you are...?" "I'm Isadora from Vaughan Group." The receptionist's eyes widened ever so slightly. "From the Vaughan family?" Another Vaughan heiress, she thought dryly. She gave Isadora a quick once-over. At least this one was prettier than the last.
But it didn't matter. The executive office had made it clear: No meetings, no exceptions, no messages to be passed along.
With a perfect, professional smile, the receptionist replied, "I'm afraid Mr. Fitzgerald isn't in at the moment." "Could I at least schedule an appointment? Or maybe leave a message, so when he's back you could let him know Isadora from Vaughan Group cby?" The receptionist's face was blank. "I'm sorry, but we don't accept appointments. If we did that for everyone, our CEO would never get anything done." Isadora glanced around the opulent lobby, security posted at every door. There was no way she could just barge in.
But if she couldn't get to Victor, how was she supposed to secure the investment? She tried one last time. "Are you sure you can't make an exception? This is really urgent." "I'm sorry, Miss Vaughan," the receptionist replied, unmoved.
No matter what Isadora said, the woman's face remained impassive, and eventually, she stopped responding altogether. Isadora walked out of Fitzgerald Enterprises, feeling more than a little deflated.
But there wasn't much she could do for the moment.
Just then, her phone rang. It was Richard.
"Isadora, where are you? I've been looking for you your assistant said you went out." "I'm working on funding." "And? Any luck?" "It's still up in the air."
Richard's tone was exasperated. With Magnus backing her, why was insisting on finding outside 18 why was the investors? Did she really think raising four billion dollars was that easy? Fortunately, Richard had just received a call from Lean, the senior assistant at Wainwright Holdings.
Lean's message was clear: Wainwright Holdings was willing to provide the funding, but only if Isadora cin person to meet with Mr. Wainwright. It wasn't entirely up to Lean, either. For the past few days, Magnus's stormy mood had cast a pall over the entire office. Everyone was treading lightly.
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