<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1041 A Keen Eye</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A nurse approached and asked, “Whose phone keeps ringing?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan quickly ended the call, silencing the noise just in time. The ringing stopped abruptly, and the nurse didn’te over to investigate.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan wanted to ascend to the third floor, but the stairway leading up waspletely sealed off. It was so tightly closed that not even a fly could make its way in.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He had no choice but to wait in a corner on the second floor, waiting for the surgery upstairs to bepleted.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At the sales department of Orion Corporation, Cecilia felt an unsettling uncase. A nagging sensation told her that something was about to happen, but she couldn’t quite identify what it was.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Pa’s passing wouldn’t have stirred such a profound feeling within her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A subordinate knocked on the door and ryed the message to Cecilia, “Boss, Ms. Evans has asked for you again.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Coming back to her senses, Cecilia asked, “Where is she now?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“The office next door.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Understood. I’ll be right there. Focus on your work.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia rose to her feet, a wave of dizziness washing over her. She reached out to steady herself against the corner of the table, the uncase in her heart intensifying.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Boss, are you okay?” The subordinate hurried forward to support her..</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After steadying herself, Cecilia waved her hand. “I’m fine, don’t worry.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With that, she gradually walked outside.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the adjacent office, Cassandra, Miranda, and Jessica were chatting andughing.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia arrived, they fell silent at the same time.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ceci, if I hadn’t sent someone to call you over, when were you nning toe?” Cassandra demanded.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda chimed in, “Cecilia’s mother has passed away. Cassandra, you need to be understanding.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra propped her chin on her hand. “What are you talking about? No one cane back from death. She can’t let her mother’s passing interfere with everyone else’s work, can she?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia, listening to Cassandra’s words, thought she was utterly heartless. Outsiders may not know Pa is her birth mother, but has she forgotten about that, too?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">with you.” Cecilia stepped</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“When have lever interfered with others‘ work? I’m here now to coordinates</font></font>Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">forward, handing over the revised report.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Without even ncing at the report, Cassandra said, “Miranda, could your look over this for me? I trust</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda took the report and opened it to have a look.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had to admit Cecilia was really quitepetent. Despite having only been at Orion Corporation for a short time, the reports she produced were virtually wless.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Well? Are there any issues?” Cecilia asked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda couldn’t find any mistakes, so she had no choice but to hand it over to Cassandra. “I’ve checked it, and there’s nothing majorly wrong.</font></font>
Only then did Cassandra impatiently nce at the report, herck of interest evident. A momentter, she said, “I’m done reviewing it.”
“When is Jamieson Group nning to take over?” Cecilia asked.
“What’s the rush?” Cassandra replied indifferently, turning back to continue her lighthearted conversation with Miranda and Jessica, entirely dismissing the topic of work. Cecilia realized they were unlikely to genuinely cooperate with her. Rather than waste time on this, it would be wiser to explore other avenues to get the job done.
She retrieved the report and left the office.
Once she left, Jessica couldn’t help but chuckle. “That look on her face was hrious.”
Cassandra wore a triumphant glint in her eyes. “If there’s anything you need her to do, just let me know. I’ll make sure she gets it done.”
At that time, Cassandra was practically the god of Orion Corporation.
“All right.” Both Miranda and Jessica promptly agreed.
Upon returning to her office, Cecilia found her thoughts drifting back to the various projects that Nathaniel had insisted she take on. She began to delve into her research.
Nathaniel had a keen eye for opportunities. Securing these projects would undoubtedly propel the sales team to the forefront of the month’s performance rankings.
Immediately, Cecilia ordered her subordinates to get to work.