"What should we do about the company now?" Clara Quinn asked eagerly.
Vera Yates slowly curled her lips into a smug smile on her cheeks, "It’s actually quite simple. Since Sienna Quinn is now fixated on taking over the Quinn Group’s business, you just need to set a trap. The prey will naturally deliver itself to your door, and then you can catch everything in one fell swoop. Why not enjoy it?"
Listening to Vera Yates’s words, Clara Quinn was stunned, but finally nodded repeatedly, saying, "I finally understand now."
Vera Yates chuckled softly. Understanding was a good thing; otherwise, it wouldn’t have co to this. Watching the woman in front of her, she picked up the coffee on the table and savored it carefully, her lips curving up with a rich smile in her eyes.
During their conversation, they suddenly received a ssage, a ssage everyone at their level had received.
In this city, suddenly, another company appeared, rumored to be headquartered in France, and had opened a branch in the country.
Insiders revealed that the French headquarters was the Orwell Group, a leading enterprise in France. Since it established a branch in the country, its status would naturally be different. Although it couldn’t compare to local leaders like the Lawson Group, it had beco quite notable for a ti.
However, today was the opening of this new company, and all the distinguished people were going to be there.
The Quinn family was also prepared to attend this opening ceremony.
"Who is the owner of this company? It’s truly grand; just ca and can contend with the old companies."
"I heard it’s a big international company, but this ti they sent the son of the foreign president, Young President Orwell."
"President Orwell? Is he handso? Is he young?"
"I heard he’s incredibly handso."
Hearing these conversations, the Quinn family was slightly stunned, realizing that this company’s background was quite extraordinary. What kind of family could possess such capabilities? Just this aspect alone made these people gasp in admiration.
All the distinguished people ca to congratulate, for now, standing here, no one was to be trifled with, not even the Quinn family dared to provoke casually.
From this, it was apparent that this Orwell Group’s branch wasn’t one to be trifled with.
Today’s opening ceremony resembled a high society banquet, gathering all the people together.
Amanda Warren accompanied Clara Quinn, chatting with several wealthy ladies, filled with curiosity about this man they hadn’t yet t.
From the conversations, they learned that today’s Young President Orwell was a typical millionaire bachelor.
Amanda and Clara exchanged glances, whispering in a voice only they could hear, "Today is your chance, don’t ss it up. If you can actually win Young President Orwell, it could ease our Quinn Group’s tension."
Clara nodded seriously. Previously, with Sienna and Vera around Landon Lawson, she couldn’t get involved. Moreover, Axel Yates showed no interest in her; he seed more interested in Sienna.
But Clara couldn’t understand why everyone seed interested in that vixen Sienna. Why?
What was so good about her? It was sothing Clara just couldn’t figure out.
"Sienna’s here!"
Sienna was wearing a business suit, looking clean and capable, making her appear refreshing and unique in the crowd. Everyone else was wearing elaborately made-up and luxurious appearances, but when everyone dressed like that, it didn’t seem special at all.
Landon Lawson arrived with Nolan Shaw, who quietly muttered, "President Lawson, the Orwell Group’s person in charge is Felix Orwell."
"Felix Orwell..." Landon muttered softly. He knew the man, being close with Sienna, how could he not know?
Nolan observed Landon closely. All the news about the Orwell Group was investigated by him for Landon, so naturally, he knew who this man was.
The eldest son of the old French Orwell Group, just this identity alone was soone untouchable in France, even dostically, people had to show respect.
"What’s going on this ti? I recall the Orwell Group always developing in France; they never expanded to the dostic market."
Landon furrowed his brows. Everything seed unusual now, initially thinking Felix returned only to celebrate Sienna’s birthday, but in just a few days, not only did he not leave but opened a new company here. What’s going on?
Could Felix Orwell be planning not to leave this ti? Is he truly staying in the country?
Landon, though soone who disliked inconvenience, wouldn’t let anyone covet those he cared for freely. Sienna and Evan were his wife and child; how could Felix Orwell so audaciously fixate on them?
Nolan hesitated to speak, and Landon told him to talk, so Nolan spoke up, "I’ve investigated; this branch company has so issues."
"Issues?"
Landon frowned. Wasn’t it a branch of the French Orwell Group?
Nolan shared the information he found with Landon. It turned out this company was just registered under the Orwell Group, but no one knew who the real owner was, and Felix Orwell was rely a partner in it.
After learning about the issues with the company, Landon’s eyes narrowed. An intuition told him there was more to this than t the eye.
Landon always felt this matter was linked to Sienna.
"Stephen!"
A crisp voice called out, and Landon turned his head, looking at Vera Yates excitedly waving at him. Why was she here as well? Did Felix Orwell also invite Vera?
Vera’s voice drew much attention, and Sienna noticed the direction, narrowing her capable eyes. Landon really took Vera everywhere, even today.
A sense of grievance arose; if he couldn’t part with Vera, why invade her ho before? Why act the way he did that night?
Tightly pursing her lips, she stood frozen for a long ti.
Sienna’s anomaly was clear to Vera, who stealthily linked her arm with Landon’s, whispering closely. Sienna clenched her fists tightly.
Struggling to suppress the anger within.
Suddenly, a hand tapped Sienna’s shoulder, and she turned to see Axel Yates standing behind her.
"President Yates?"
"Why are you standing here? Hurry up and go inside," Axel Yates said, his lips curving into a faint smile upon seeing Sienna.
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