Did she forget to check the calendar before she left?
Learning from the last ti, Cindy had smartened up, quickly calming down after her fit of rage.
It was obvious that Charlotte Thompson had the backing of Justin Battleson, so, a direct confrontation was out of the question.
If it ca to that, Charlotte wouldn’t get a scratch while she’d be left battered and bruised.
Regaining her composure, Cindy took two steps forward, approaching Charlotte.
"The Ashton royal project will surely be mine, so quit scheming."
After leaving these words in Charlotte’s ear, Cindy left with a darkened expression.
Her convicted tone failed to ripple Charlotte’s equanimity and even seed laughable.
Who gave her this much confidence?
As soon as there was a stir, their colleagues were already casting inquiring gazes their way.
They had hoped for so drama amidst all the tension, but the expected war didn’t happen.
Everything seed calm, and they couldn’t help but be disappointed.
Everything on Charlotte’s end had always been conducted properly, low-profile, but not weak.
It seed like there was no commotion at all.
And it was precisely this that unsettled Cindy even more.
Unknown to her, Charlotte’s strategy was to play possum.
In reality, Charlotte was already ahead of the ga and didn’t need to engage in pointless battles.
"What do you think Cindy said to her just now?"
Soone turned to ask their colleague, whispering in hushed voices.
"How should I know, I’m not a worm inside her stomach."
The colleague looked sulky, their curiosity unsatisfied was causing irritation.
"Well, what else could she have said? Everyone knows both of them are not to be ssed with. With the competition approaching, she surely must’ve made so threats or sothing."
Another colleague pitched in, chuckling after his comnt.
"I think so too, it wouldn’t be like Cindy if she didn’t make a few threats."
"So, who do you think will win between them?"
"I’m on Miss Thompson’s side."
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances.
Justin Battleson had singled out Cindy to apologize to Charlotte Thompson, under these circumstances, it was clear who had the upper hand.
In that case, who would dare to root for Cindy?
"Well, what’s the point of picking sides? If anything, I’d rather root for myself, I also want to land the Ashton royal project."
The one who said this hit the nail on the head.
Every designer present would love to get their hands on that project; even an association would be worthwhile!
Sure enough, when it ca to their own interests, everyone fell silent.
From behind their computers, all eyes were on Charlotte, trying to glean sothing from her expression.
Charlotte noticed, but chose not to engage with anyone present.
Pretending not to notice, she picked up her coffee cup and returned to her office.
While Charlotte dealt with power struggles in her career, on the other side of the world, she almost forgot about a few children waiting for her.
When the adults were away, Cyrus Thompson gathered the children to discuss sothing in the room.
"Let’s go to Druarus to find Mommy." Cyrus sat in the middle of the children, upright, and spoke seriously.
As the eldest, he was the boss, so all the little ones listened to him.
The children glanced at each other, intrigued by his proposal and eagerly awaiting his explanation.
"Yeah, I miss Mommy a lot. Do you think she’s forgotten about us?" Chad was a little lancholic, resting his chin on his hand speculating.
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