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Chapter 1114

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1114 The Confrontation</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Boss, Ms. Wright from the CEO’s office was looking for you earlier,” the subordinate reported to Cecilia “She wants you to stop by the CEO’s office once you’re here.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was just about to head over when one of her subordinates spoke up. “I heard that Mdm. Queenie is here. Seems like she’s here to cause you some trouble.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nodding, Cecilia responded, “Alright, thank you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She first made a quick trip to the restroom, followed by a phone call. Afterward, she took the elevator to the CEO’s office.</font></font>N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Outside the office, several secretaries looked at Cecilia nosily.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jocelyn approached her, cautioning, “It seems Mdm. Queenie is quite upset right now, apparently over something to do with her youngest daughter.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia hadn’t expected Jocelyn to give her a heads up. She looked at her gratefully before knocking on the</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">CEO’s office door.</font></font>


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


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs‘ voice echoed from within.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia pushed the door open, she saw Nichs seated at the head of the table, with Queenie and her daughters upying the couch.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina didn’t know if it was because she felt guilty about what she had done, but she found herself somewhat hesitant to meet Cecilia’s gaze.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie assumed that her daughter was being bullied by Cecilia, which exined her fearful reaction.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s already ten o’clock, Mr. Rainsworth. Your staff sure do have a lot of freedom with their work hours,” Queenie said with a hint of sarcasm.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs nced at Cecilia before replying, “Ms. Smith is not like the other employees. She usually only works for three to four hours a day.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“People with connections are indeed different. However, when ites to business, we, the Jamieson family, are certainly not pushovers.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie stood up, pulling out a stack of documents. “Up to now, this is the trash our coboration has produced.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She tossed the documents at Nichs.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Turning back, she pointed at Cecilia. “Nichs, is it because you look down on us, the Jamieson family, or is it due to a special rtionship with someone? How could she, a mere department manager, be in charge of our cooperation? She hasn’t even been working at Orion Corporation for a full year yet.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After hearing what was said, Cecilia couldn’t help but speak up.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mdm. Queenie, firstly, Ms. Evans specifically requested that I be in charge Secondly, do you judge a person’s ability to handle work based on their years of service? If that’s the case, wouldn’t the employees who’ve been working on the assembly line for decades be better suited for this job?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie’s face turned ashen from the bacsh she received from Cecilia.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She chuckled first. “No wonder my two daughters are no match for you. You certainly have a way with words.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She gradually made her way closer to Cecilia.</font></font>


    Before Cecilia could even react, a hand was raised, and a p fell on her cheek, one that was too fast for her to avoid.


    Cecilia’s cheeks flushed hot, causing the hearing aid she was wearing to fall off.


    Her right ear was buzzing at that moment.


    Nichs immediately rose to his feet. “Mdm. Queenie


    Queenie certainly wasn’t going to back down on his ount. She looked down at Cecilia, who was bending down to pick up her hearing aid, and stated, “I warned you long ago about who you can mess with and who you can’t.”


    Cecilia, clutching her belly, picked up the hearing aid, stood up, and looked up at Queenie.


    Her icy gaze sent a chill through Queenie’s heart.


    For reasons unknown, as Queenie locked eyes with her a hint of regret surprisingly emerged.


    Cecilia responded emphatically, “I’ll remember this p.”


    She knew she was no match for the Jamieson family currently.


    With Nathaniel absent, it was easy for Queenie to deal with her.


    She didn’t care much about herself, but the fact remained that she had two children and was carrying another two in her belly. They were all where her vulnerabilitiesy.


    Meanwhile, Queenie hadn’t expected Cecilia to dare threaten her.


    She gave a slightugh. “Alright, I’ll be waiting. However, before that, you owe my two daughters an immediate apology. They are your clients, not your employees to be ordered around at your whim,” Queenie asserted.
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