<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1293 About Ready To Pop</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia remained calm as ever, despite the chaos around her. She picked up her phone and dialed the newly assigned head of security. “We’re at thepany’s entrance,” she said. “Can you make sure we’re safe?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The security team leader, a man personally trained by Sven, responded with confidence. “No worries, we’ll be there in no time.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After ending the call, Cecilia instructed the driver, “Keep moving toward the entrance.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The driver, although shaken, nodded and drove the car forward. Soon enough, they were surrounded by the angry crowd.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The protesters, fully aware of Cecilia’s pregnancy, banged fiercely on the car windows, shouting, “Come out, you useless boss! Come out and exin yourself!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The crowd was rough, and their aggressive behavior was obvious.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The driver’s face had gone pale from fear, but Cecilia remained calm. The car was bulletproof, and no matter how hard they pounded, all they were hurting was themselves.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Seated calmly, she reassured the driver, “There’s nothing to worry about. We’re perfectly safe.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her poise impressed the driver. Despite being heavily pregnant, she wasn’t the least bit intimidated by the angry mob.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“If you’re not afraid, then I definitely shouldn’t be either,” the driver remarked, gaining some courage.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Exactly.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Charlotte and herpanions, watching from inside the building, spotted Cecilia’s car through the window. Charlotte’s face grew worried.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“We have to get down there! Boss is pregnant, we can’t let these people scare her!” she urged.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Though Lucille and Madeline were nervous, they remembered how much Cecilia had done for them and followed Charlotte down the stairs.</font></font>Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At the same time, the security team arrived and immediately started clearing the mob, pushing the protesters aside in under two minutes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Look at this! The boss had her goons attack us!” some of the protesters began to cry out, ying the victim.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Cecilia stepped out of the car, her visibly pregnant belly drew attention. The journalists were stunned.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She’s pregnant? Her belly looks about ready to pop!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In reality, because Cecilia was carrying twins, her belly appeared muchrger than a typical pregnancy, leading to the misconception that she was about to give birth.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Charlotte rushed to her side, eyes full of concern. “Boss, are you all right?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Only then did the three women breathe a sigh of relict</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia turned her cold gaze on the crowd. “You wanted an exnation? I’m here now. But if you keep making this racket, how are you going to hear what I have to say?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The crowd, initially loud and boisterous, quieted down as one man spoke up,menting his hardships. “We just want our jobs back! We need to eat, and we need our wages!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Yeah, you don’t have the right to fire us!” another added.</font></font>
Theirints made Cecilia chuckle. “Since when does a boss not have the right to fire employees? None of you are pregnant, none of you were injured on the job, and most of you were cking off in your role’s! ording topany policy, I have every right to let you go.”
She continued, “And I followed thew to the letter. The day you were fired, your wages and severance were deposited into your ounts. So what more do you think you’re owed?”
Her words silenced the crowd. What they hadn’t expected was for Cecilia to be so well–prepared.
Just then, a discreet Bentley passed by, unnoticed by most. In the back seat, Nathaniel was listening intently to Cecilia’s confident speech.
As soon as he’d heard about the situation, he rushed over, worried something might happen to his wife But as he watched her handle the crowd, he realized she was far more capable than he had imagined.