<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1110 Easy To Manipte</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After she heard this, admiration filled Cassina’s eyes.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Cassandra, you’re amazing.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra relished the feeling of being admired, and then she said to Cassina, “You are also a daughter of the Jamieson family, and in the future, you will have a share in their assets too.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina quickly shook her head.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t need anything. All I wish for is Dn’s speedy recovery. A safe ce for my child and me to call home is more than enough.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In her heart, Cassandra scoffed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She might im not to want it, but who doesn’t secretly yearn to be a billionaire? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken Cecilia’s ce!</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Let’s go. Get out of the car.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina followed Cassandra out of the car and into Orion Corporation. The extravagant interior left her particrly awestruck.</font></font>Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra’s fiancé owns such arge corporation, so the Jamieson family must be wealthy too, considering a single bracelet from them is worth over a hundred million. It’s such a shame that my husband is merely an ordinary sried employee.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina touched the bracelet on her wrist, deeply wishing that she could really be the prominent youngdy of the Jamieson family.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What was your job before?” Cassandra asked.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m just an office worker at a smallpany,” Cassina replied.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Given that she graduated from an average university with an ordinary major, she could only secure such a job.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra understood Queenie ced Cassina by her side so that thetter could eventually manage the family’spany.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright then. From now on, you’ll work with me. As for your sry, you can name your price.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Really?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Of course. But regarding the position, you’ll be given the role of vice president, how about that?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra’s eyes flickered insidiously.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The so–called vice president position was, in reality, nothing more than an empty title.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When the time came, she could show Queenie just how well she treated Cassina.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Vice president? But I’ve just started working and therek so much I don’t understand,” Cassina said, disying considerable modesty.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s alright. Everyone learns on the job,” Cassandra reassured her. “You are the second youngdy of the Jamieson family. You can’t just be an ordinary employer”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the midst of Cassandra’sforting words and praises, Cassina’s mindset shifted. “Alright, thank you. Cassandra.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had alreadye to consider Cassandra as a very good friend.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Soon, the two arrived at the floor of the sales department. Cassandra nced in the direction of Cecilia’s office and said to Cassina, “Cassie, remember, you must never offend the manager of Team Five.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina questioned, “Why?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“She’s known for stealing other people’s boyfriends. You must have heard of her. Her name is Cecilia Smith,” said Cassandra.</font></font>


    The mention of “Cecilia” caused a noticeable change in Cassina’splexion.


    She knew she had reced Cecilia, and felt a touch of guilt.


    “Really? I thought she was a decent person.”


    Cassina had also learned about Cecilia and Cassandra from her own mother.


    Her mother had said that Cecilia was a good person but Cassandra was not.


    However, upon her arrival at the Jamieson family, Cassandra treated her exceptionally well. It felt as if she was her real sister.


    Could it be that Mom has misjudged her?


    “Don’t be fooled by her facade. Your foster mother was once beguiled by her. Can a woman who doesn’t even attend her own mother’s funeral be considered a good person?”


    Cassina shook her head. “Of course not.”


    “Right, would you take care of your foster mother if something happened to her?” Cassandra asked again.


    Cassina nodded. “Of course I will.”


    She believed that the grace of raising a child was monumental and to not attend the funeral after the elder’s death was indeed an act of unfilial piety.


    “We’ll have to coborate with her on the projectter. I’ll send someone over to brief you shortly. From now on, you’ll be working with me to liaise with her.”


    Cassina nodded. “Alright.”


    Seeing how obedient and naive she was, Cassandra thought she could be easily manipted to her advantage.