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Chapter 1140

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1140 The Clients Are Pulling Out</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena had a strong urge to care for her grandson. Her daily routine, apart from mingling with the high societydies over coffee and pampering herself with luxurious self–care treatments, was attending a few significant meetings here and there. Aside from thesemitments, she barely had anything else upying her time.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right then, I’ll bring Elliot over for a few days‘ stay,” Cecilia finally agreed.</font></font>N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With that, Elliot ended up following Elena to the Rainswroth residence, which spared Cecilia the hassle of making trips back and forth.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“That’s fantastic!” Elena’s eyes lit up with happiness. “Isn’t there a meeting today? I’ll attend, and when it’s over, I’ll bring everyone back with me,” she offered, her excitement clearly visible.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay,” came the simple response from Cecilia. She was contemting inviting Elena to the uing meeting. It might liven things up a bit.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Later that morning, at Orion Corporation, it was already past eight–thirty by the time Cecilia began prepping for the day’s meeting. Just as she was getting organized, Nichs called her into his office.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ceci, have you heard what happened with Nathaniel?” Nichs asked.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia nodded. “Yes, Mom told me about it first thing this morning. She mentioned that they’d found him and asked me to stay at the Rainswroth residence with Elliot, so I can keep an eye on Nathaniel more easily.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I actually called you early this morning intending to talk about Nathaniel’s disappearance,” Nichs said with a frown. “I didn’t expect him toe back so quickly though. It feels like quite a coincidence, doesn’t it?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He called me?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia blinked in confusion. “I don’t remember receiving a call from you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Maybe it was too early,” Nichs spected, offering her a usible exnation. “You were probably still half–asleep and hung up without realizing it.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia’s mind instantly flickered to the spam calls Nathaniel had mentioned in passing. That memorybined with Nichs’s exnation struck her as strange. She had saved Nichs‘ number, so how could it possibly have beenbeled as a spam call!</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She couldn’t help but feel Nichs was talking nonsense, yet she had no choice but to y along. “That could be it,” Cecilia replied with a reluctant nod.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A soft knock on the door interrupted them. Jocelyn poked her head inside. “Mr. Nichs, the meeting is about to start.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right,” Nichs said, standing up. “Let’s get going.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia followed behind, falling into step with him.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">That day was the day to review the sales department’s performance for the month, and with the newly appointed sales department general manager, Nichs was feeling a little anxious. He had even informed Niel that if Adrian didn’t perform to standard, they might need to find someone else for the job.</font></font>


    Adrian, on the other hand, appeared entirely unconcerned. As the general manager of the sales department, he had inherited the benefits of the previous manager’s efforts. He had already secured substantial business deals without lifting much of a finger, and now he nned to use this meeting as an opportunity to shower his wife, Miranda, with praise.


    The meeting soon began.


    Miranda, now in charge of Team One, was quick to present her monthly performance report, proudly boasting that her team had surpassed the achievements of other departments by a wide margin.


    The other departments, however, were not so pleased. After all, Adrian had handed all the best projects to his wife, leaving them little to work with.


    Listening quietly, Elena didn’t seem too bothered by the tension in the room. From her point of view, Cecilia’s role in the


    “Why is there such a stark difference between this month and thest?” Nichs asked, his eyes narrowing as he reviewed the report. “And what’s going on with Team Five, Cecilia? The performance has dropped significantly”


    Before Cecilia had the chance to respond, Miranda interjected with a slyment. “Well, perhaps it’s because Ms. Smith spent quite a bit of money securing a win previously. Now that she’s out of funds, naturally, there are no more projectsing in,” she said with an air of superiority.


    Just as Miranda finished speaking, the door burst open without warning, and in rushed Charlotte, her face pale with panic.


    “Ms. Miranda, we’ve got a serious problem,” Charlotte, Cecilia’s spy in Team One, announced breathlessly. “The international projects we snatched from Team Five earlier… The clients are considering pulling out. They’ve hinted that they only agreed to the deals out of respect for Ms. Smith. They never had any intention of coborating with Team One.”


    The announcement hit Miranda like a bombshell, and for a moment, she seemedpletely stunned. Charlotte was unsure if her act seemed convincing enough.


    “Are you out of your mind?” Miranda snapped, visibly frustrated. “Get out! We’re in the middle of a meeting, and you have no business being here!”


    She had initially thought Charlotte was someone with keen intelligence and grace, but her actions that day made Miranda question her earlier judgments. Charlotte’sck of awareness was mortifying.


    However, Charlotte wasn’t ready to just leave.
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