Chapter 568 Seeking Queenie Out


    fter Magnus exited the car, Nichs‘ assistant, Jocelyn, sitting in the passenger seat, expressed er confusion. “Mr. Nichs, I’ve looked into this man. He has no business acumen at all. Under is management, Smith Corporation suffered major losses over three years. The situation only nproved after Mr. Nathaniel acquired it. Moreover, he had even transferred the Smith family’s ands to others. It was really foolish.”


    ocelyn felt that Magnus was the epitome of a spoiled silver–spooned kid. He was incapable of loing anything, with his heart set on being a boss. She believed that no matter how much family wealth he had, he could squander it all away.


    Leaning against the chair, Nichs murmured, “I don’t need him to make money for me.”


    After hearing that, Jocelyn became even more confused.


    However, she was aware of Nichs‘ temperament. To serve him, she had to do more and speak less.


    “Mr. Nichs, recently, Imminence Corporation has poached all the artists under our banner,” Jocelyn said.


    “Have you found out who’s behind thepany yet?”


    Jocelyn shook her head. “No. I only know it was registered abroad. I also found out that it wasn’t just ourpany. Imminence Corporation has also snatched away most of the projects from otherpanies.”


    Nichs rubbed his temples, feeling worn out.


    Jocelyn knew he was under a lot of pressure. It hadn’t been long since he took over Orion. Corporation, and many of the important projects had been snatched away. Now, even the artists. were jumping ship.


    “Mr. Nichs, if the Jamieson family is willing to coborate again, those shareholders wouldn’t dare to cross you.”


    “Okay. I understand,” Nichs said.


    Subsequently, he dialed Cassandra’s number.


    Cassandra had just stepped off the stage when she saw a call from Nichs. Her eyes lit up as she took the call.


    “Let’s have dinner together tonight.”


    “Okay.” When Cassandra hung up the phone, her face was filled with joy.


    Thanks to Queenie, that was the first time Nichs had personally sought Cassandra out.


    At the front desk, after watching her daughter’s performance and listening to the music yed during Cassandra’s dance, Queenie was inexplicably moved.


    “This song is quite pleasant,” she said to Cassandra’s assistant.


    The assistant smiled and replied. “The youngdy put in a lot of effort to acquire the copyright from the renowned foreignposer, Ms. Cecille.”


    After speaking, she added regretfully. “s. Getting hold of Ms. Cecille’sposition was a real challenge. We even tried to purchase the rights to her work, but she turned us down.”Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    After hearing that, Queenie thought about Cassandra’s uing birthday and decided to help her.


    At that moment, Cassandra came from backstage. “Mom.”


    Queenie rose to her feet and embraced Cassandra.


    “Mom, thank for a meal.”


    you, but I won’t be able to keep youpany today. Nichs has invited me out


    “All right.” For reasons unknown, Queenie felt somewhat disheartened.


    She left the theater, choosing not to be apanied by her assistant and bodyguard.


    She walked alone in the snow, and after an undetermined amount of time passed, someone called out to her, halting her in her steps.


    “Mdm. Queenie.”


    Queenie was taken aback before turning around and seeing Cecilia standing next to a car.


    Cecilia had Sven investigate Queenie’s whereabouts. Once she found out Queenie was there, she wanted to have a discussion with thetter.


    After all, Queenie had hurt Jonathan.


    Queenie narrowed her eyes slightly, watching as Cecilia gradually made her way over.


    She caught sight of the injury on Cecilia’s face and feigned ignorance. “Ms. Smith, what happened to you?”


    Cecilia cut to the chase. “Don’t I have you to thank for this injury, Mdm. Queenie?”


    Queenic maintained a calm demeanor. “Knowing what you know, you still dared to seek me out?”


    Cecilia was not at all intimidated by her. Just as a mother would dare anything for her child, she would do the same.


    Suddenly, Queenie felt a dagger pressed against her lower abdomen.


    She looked at Cecilia in disbelief. “You wouldn’t dare!”


    “Why wouldn’t I dare?”


    With a forceful grip, Cecilia’s dagger tore through Queenie’s clothing.


    “My bodyguard is nearby. If I die here, don’t think you can escape,” Queenie said, maintaining herposure.