“But…” Tilly knew that she was going to miss Myra a lot, but she also knew that what Myra said was true. She was just a girl from a regular family, and her pay elsewhere wouldn’t be as high as what Chase Group was paying her now. “You have to keep in touch with me, Miss Stark. We can still chat even if we’re working in different companies,” Tilly uttered.

For the first time that day, a broad grin surfaced on Myra’s face. “Of course.”

After that, Myra felt a lot more reassured—it was probably because she had gotten her hands on the divorce agreement. She started to let go of the Sunny Bay Project as she handed most of her workload over to Tilly. On the fourth day after Sean had left, Myra drove to the Chase Group building as usual. She led her car into the basement and was heading to her usual parking spot when she found herself distracted by the luxurious Aston Martin Taraf that was parked beside her.

There are only a few people in Bradfort City who can drive a car like this. Since this person has come over to the Chase Group, he or she is probably looking for Sean. Is Sean back from his business trip already? Myra didn’t think too much about it; she simply thought that she would head over to look for Sean if he was back in the office. She quickly parked her car at her usual spot before she headed up in the elevator. In accordance with Tilly’s request, Myra had been slowly organizing all of her architectural design projects and other design collections for her.

Myra had only been organizing her files for a while when she received a phone call from Tilly. She picked it up with a smile. “Hello—”

“Miss Stark! Miss Stark! Ahh—” Before Myra could say anything else, Tilly’s terrified screams came from the other end of the call. Her screams were tangled up with a mixture of several men’s questions and growls.

Myra’s face fell immediately. “What’s going on, Tilly?!”

site. The foreman, Chris Harvey, would like to meet you. He wants to talk about how the workers have stopped their work; he also wants to ask about

expression on Myra’s face turned into a serious one. The Sunny Bay Project had been proceeding smoothly all along; she never encountered any issues in the past. She even asked the finance department about the workers’ salary previously, and they mentioned that they would receive the funds for the company soon; there shouldn’t have been an issue with their salaries. “Stop crying, Tilly. Hand the phone over to Chris—there

else. Soon enough, a man’s hoarse

so she hastily picked her coat up and rushed toward the elevator as she spoke on the phone. “Yeah, that’s right. Chris, please help me to let the workers at the construction site know that Chase Group will pay them their salary soon. I’ve already asked the finance department about this. Our project can’t be delayed as Chase Group would suffer significant losses for every day that the work isn’t complete. The workers

expect the workers to be motivated to work when they aren’t getting their pay?” Chris shouted aggressively from the other end of the call. “The company has owed us two months’ worth of salary. Do they not have enough money to feed us? My men and I aren’t pushovers! We’re going to bring this to the court if you don’t pay us!” His words were followed by the voices

the blame on Chase Group as well. Myra took a deep breath before she continued and said, “Chase Group is a relatively reputable business; of course we would never commit such horrible

to let your young colleague go!” Chris’s aggressive growls came from

of the busy signal on the phone. The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she ran toward her car and flung her door open before she hopped in,

her every move. He then narrowed his eyes when he noticed the anxious expression on her face, sucking

another man opened the door to the driver’s seat of the Taraf. That man had a tidy and proper appearance; he was also dressed in a well-tailored suit. However, his face was expressionless as he got into the car and turned toward the man—whose face was covered by the shadows—in the backseat. “Director Hart, I’ve handed the documents over to Miss Fisher. She

the documents over and tore them apart without taking a look at them. Soon enough, a spark of

voice came

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