<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 985 No Significant Impact</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The others looked at the contract and confirmed it.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“She really got it back.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Not an easy feat.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Everyone started ttering Elena, fully aware that she must have helped. After all, the client wasn’t anything special and didn’t impact the Imminence Corporation.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Listening nearby, Miranda wore a look of disdain.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After taking a sip of water, she said, “Aunt, you’re being too nice to your daughter–inw. Spending fifty million to bring back a client doesn’t benefit us at Orion Corporation at all.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as Miranda finished speaking, the room fell silent.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena looked at her in disbelief, not understanding how she knew that she had spent fifty million to bring back the client.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Niel was angry. “Elena, is this how you’re going to favor Cecilia? You can’t seriously think that such a small client would make Miranda give her position to Cecilia, right?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Before the meeting started, Niel had overheard Miranda secretly mentioning that Elena was cheating.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena’s face immediately lost all its color when scolded by Niel.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She clenched her fists, shot a fierce re at Miranda, and then silently withdrew her gaze.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I’m all humiliated all thanks to Cecilia. Why did she make a bet with someone else for no reason?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">All of Elena’s anger was directed at Cecilia.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What she didn’t know was that today, Cecilia would not only avoid making her lose face but would also bring her glory and respect.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Let’s continue…” Before Miranda could finish speaking, someone pushed open the conference room door from the outside.</font></font>This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Everyone looked toward the door and saw Cecilia had arrived.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia nced at the time, “Ten twenty–eight. I’m notte, right? Did you all start without me?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She rushed over as fast as she could but still pretended to be calm.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda’s expression was somewhat stiff.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She never expected Cecilia would dare toe!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Cecilia, beingte is beingte. How can you lie? Our meeting time is ten o’clock. How could you not bete? You’re twenty–eight minuteste. Everyone has been waiting for you,” Miranda said slowly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia didn’t expect Miranda to pull such a stunt, trying to trap her over this little detail.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, that wouldn’t affect anything that followed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia stepped forward, looking for her seat, only to realize Miranda hadn’t arranged a spot for her at all.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A chill shed in her eyes as she walked straight up to Miranda.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Please stand up.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda was confused. “What?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Stand up. Can’t you understand?” Cecilia repeated.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda didn’t know what she was up to but stood up.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">To her surprise, Cecilia pulled out her chair and sat down in her ce.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda’s eyes widened instantly. “Cecilia, how can you sit in my seat?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia, hearing this, pointed to the namete on the table that read, Manager of Team Five, Sales Department.</font></font>
“ording to the rules, I am now the manager of Team Five of the sales department, so of course, I should sit here.”
Her words stunned everyone present.
Miranda scoffed, “Cecilia, we all know about the cheating you had Aunt Elena do. If spending money to bring back a client counts as snatching the project from Imminence Corporation, then I willingly concede.”
Her remark was particrly clever.
The people present looked at Cecilia with disdain.
Buying clients at a loss–what kind of skill was that?
Cecilia felt puzzled. When did I ask Elena to cheat? She nced at Elena, who had her head down and remained silent.
She somewhat understood. It seemed that Elena called her to see if she needed help and took matters into her own hands, only to get caught.
Cecilia sighed silently and then took a contract out of her bag, pping it down in front of everyone.
“What a joke! Is this contract the result of a loss through cheating?”