CHAPTER 785 HITTING A WALL
Looking up, he saw a woman in a white dress approaching quickly. She walked up to Zach and pulled his hand down. “What are you doing? You’ve caused trouble for me again.”
It was unmistakably Heather.
With a reluctant sigh, Zach put down his hand. “She deserves a slap.”
With a sense of guilt, Heather looked at Josie. “I’m sorry. You should go ahead.”
The playful expression on Josie’s face immediately vanished when she saw Heather. She glanced at Angel and headed straight for the elevator. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
She had barely taken two steps when Zach’s voice came, sounding impatient. “What are you here for?”
“Today, I’m accompanying Dex to an event. I don’t need you stirring up trouble at this critical moment!” Heather’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was very clear.
Angel looked up anxiously, only to see Josie’s face expressionless, as if she was unaffected.
Before stepping into the elevator, the person in charge of Mandarin Oriental Hotel finally stepped forward. “Mrs. Russell, we apologize for the inconvenience earlier. It really wasn’t our intention-”
Josie interrupted, “Every businessman has his own set of principles. I can understand that.”
After the incident, they were unsure of Dexter’s stance. They didn’t know if she would still be his wife, so naturally, they didn’t dare to lend a hand.
She could understand that.
The studio was keen to secure the design rights for a piece of land and needed to meet with the minister of the Ministry of Land and Resources. He was attending a function at Mandarin Oriental Hotel
that day, and that was her only opportunity.
“I’m sorry.” The secretary emerged from the door with a look of regret on her face. “Mr. Campbell is busy.”
It was indeed challenging to arrange a meeting with officials of such rank, especially when matters were still unresolved. It was only natural to avoid meeting to prevent any suspicion.
Josie saw it coming, so she answered, “Thank you for your efforts.”
However, just as she turned around, he saw a person of similar status rushing over. After exchanging a few pleasantries with the secretary, he was let in.
Angel’s eyes widened in anger, and she stomped her foot. “How can this be? Why do they get. to go in?”
Josie feit a bitter taste in her mouth, realizing that her current status was even more precarious than when she had nothing at all.
“Ms. Warren, I have a solution,” the secretary said, unable to bear the situation any longer.
“Please give me your advice.”
“Go find Mr. Russell, plead with him, and ask him to give you some authority. Things will be easier to solve then.”
Those words didn’t help at all.
These people are all waiting for me to make a fool of myself. Josie found a place to sit and began to flip through the documents.
The location of the land was tricky. Without an experienced and highly skilled design team. taking over, that project wouldn’t be handled properly.
Josie was very confident. In the entire Wavery, there were only three teams, at most, with that capability, and hers was one of them.
The other two companies were mostly industry leaders, not necessarily vying for that. project, so they were actually the top choices.
If they’re not choosing me now, it can only mean this is a blatant act of targeting. Josie opened at separate room next to Arthur Campbell’s private room.
An antique, intricately carved screen partitioned the space in the middle.
Vague silhouettes of people could be seen, yet there was a strong sense of secrecy.
While stealing glances, Josie handed the menu to Angel. “What would you like to eat? You choose.”
Angel flipped it open and was taken aback by the numbers she saw. She whispered, “It’s too expensive. Do we still have money in our studio account?”
Josie didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Just order.”
She was seated facing the screen, straining to see into the other room. At that moment, only Arthur was there. As dishes were served one after another on their side, there was finally some activity in the other room.
A man led a woman, followed by a few others, quickly filling up a table. Arthur exchanged pleasantries and shook hands with them.