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Chapter 1111

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1111 Sowing Discord</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the afternoon, there was a meeting involving everyone.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia saw Cassina at first, she merely thought thetter looked vaguely familiar, unaware that she was Bailey’s daughter.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ms. Smith, this is Cassie, my younger sister,” Cassandra said. “She’ll be around when we discuss work matters. If I’m not in the office, feel free to speak directly with Cassie.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She was well aware of the status Cassina held in Queene’s heart. If anything were to happen to Cassina because of Cecilia, Queenie would undoubtedly not let Cecilia off the hook.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Sure,” Cecilia agreed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once the meeting had concluded, Cecilia had someone investigate the rtionship between Cassina and the Jamieson family. It was then she discovered that she was the long–lost biological daughter Queenie had recently found.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia couldn’t help but feel astonished.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">One of her subordinates knocked on the door and said. “Boss, I just had a meeting with Cassina. Turns out, she doesn’t know anything.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia looked up and asked, “What about Ms. Evans?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ms. Evans mentioned that her pregnancy has reached a crucial stage, so she needs to focus on taking care of herself instead of work. She also said that if there are any issues, we should consult Cassina.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The subordinate was somewhat speechless. Such arge project was, astonishingly, entrusted to someone who didn’t understand anything at all.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Then you should proceed ording to ourpany’s regtions first.”</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;">Meanwhile, in Cassina’s office, she was overwhelmed by the endless stream of peopleing over to ask her questions.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why are there so many problems?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had initially thought that taking up the position of vice president would be quite leisurely.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">While Cassina was wearing a frown, Miranda, in her high heels, arrived at her office. She knocked on the door. “Ms. Cassina.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina gave her a clueless look. “And you are?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“My name is Miranda,” she said with a smile. “I’m both a friend and a rtive to Ms. Evans. She’s gone back home due to her pregnancy and was worried you might struggle to handle things here. So, she asked me toe and assist you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina’s face lit up with joy “Perfect timing! Could you lend me a hand? I can’t make heads or tails of all these things.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She was genuinely naive, or perhaps she hadn’t been hardened by the harsh realities of life. She assumed that because Miranda knew Cassandra, they must be good people.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda stepped into the office. “Alright, don’t panic, Il guide you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Throughout the day, Miranda was meticulously guiding Cassina, while casually mentioning that Cecilia was intentionally giving her a hard time.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“You really don’t need to deal with these tasks. They are supposed to be done by Cecilia’s subordinates. She’s way out of line, taking advantage of you just because you’re new here. Sigh.”</font></font>


    On the surface, Miranda appeared to be considering Cassina’s feelings, but her actions insinuated that Cecilia was making life tough for her on purpose.


    Cassina didn’t understand the project at hand. After hearing Miranda’s exnation, she really thought that Cecilia was intentionally causing trouble for her.


    The crux of the matter was that she had a skeleton in her closet. She was fearful that Cecilia would discover her identity switch, which only served to heighten her unease.


    “All these tasks should have been done by Cecilia! Never mind, Cassie, could you ce all these documents over at my desk? I’ll take care of them and bring them back once I’m done.”


    “Thank you.” Gratitude brimmed in Cassina’s eyes.


    Miranda added, “However, you should still discuss this matter with Mdm. Queenie. You can’t just be bullied for no reason. After all, you’re the prominent youngdy of the Jamieson family, a major client of Orion Corporation. Cecilia should have given you due respect!”


    Throughout the day, as Cassandra and Miranda jointly disparaged Cecilia, Cassina also began to resent Cecilia.


    “Alright, I’ll let my mom know.”


    She had already stopped believing the words of her own mother.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    When she returned to the Jamieson residence in the evening, Queenie gave her a look of concern. “Cassie, you went to work at Orion Corporation with Cassandra today. How did it go?”


    Cassandra was also present, her eyes encouraging Cassina to speak the truth.


    After a moment of silence, Cassina finally spoke up. “Mom, I feel like Ms. Smith, who’s in charge of our families‘ coboration, doesn’t seem to be very responsible.”
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