Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1303: Suddenly, Lara burst through the doorway, her face full of panic. "Linsey, something else just happened!" The Cynthia situation had not yet been solved, but now something else had come up out of nowhere. A sudden headache pressed behind Linsey's eyes as she struggled to keep calm and turned to Lara. "What happened this time?" Breathless and anxious, Lara remarked, "The design show this afternoon-our presenter just complained of severe menstrual pain and insisted on taking the day off.

She refuses to go on stage!" Right away, Linsey asked, "Who is supposed to be presenting?" Lara responded, "Frida Holt." Gesturing toward Cynthia, Lara added, "The last project had both Frida and Cynthia working on it together." It only took a moment for Linsey to recognize the name. Her memory quickly connected Frida as Cynthia's top supporter in the company. Once the pieces fell into place, Linsey fixed a frosty stare on Cynthia and Joanna. "Did either of you tell her to back out of presenting?" Joanna retorted with a scoff, "Don't drag me into this.

I've already been assigned to another department. How would I know what's happening with your projects? If you keep accusing me, I'll sue for slander." Cynthia only smirked and replied with a hint of sarcasm, "It's not my responsibility either. Women get cramps all the time. Frida made her own decision." Even if menstrual pain was common, Linsey could not ignore how perfectly timed the excuse seemed. No part of her doubted that Cynthia and Joanna were working together to make her look bad in front of everyone. Determined not to let their plan succeed, Linsey stayed composed.

With a cutting glare, she left them behind. "Let's see who comes out on top." Not once did Linsey look back as she walked out of the office. Lara hurried after her, and as she left, she stuck her tongue out at Cynthia just to spite her. Lαtєѕt chαptєrs in ɢɑlnovels. The door slammed behind Linsey, sending a loud bang through the office that sounded almost like thunder.

With a look of annoyance, Cynthia put her hands over her ears and murmured, "How rude can she be?" Joanna, on the other hand, arched her brow and said quietly, "We'll see what happens now." Deep down, Joanna believed Linsey was in over her head. She figured that without some kind of miracle, Linsey would never be able to fix this disaster in such a short time. In the hallway, Lara's earlier boldness faded away, replaced by anxious pacing up and down the corridor. Her words tumbled out as she mumbled to herself, "What should we do, Linsey? The design show starts this afternoon.

Everyone has their invitations, the venue is ready, but the main design drafts are missing and our presenter is gone. If Mr. Wells finds out, we're in real trouble!" None of this fazed Linsey. She had no concern about Felix's reaction. Having only returned yesterday, Linsey knew it was not her fault the drafts disappeared. If Felix tried to blame her, she had no intention of staying quiet about it. Still, Cynthia was on her team, and as the design director, Linsey understood she would have to answer for whatever went wrong in her department.

Coming back and failing to handle such a problem would seriously damage her reputation in the company. . . .