Chapter 88 - Face Slap (1) (1/2)

Ch-87

”Before that… I have three questions to ask Ms. Parkinson's,” Eleanor said with a smirk on her face.

Amelia was not scared now. She was sure that she could turn the public opinion onto her side by shedding her tears. And she knew Eleanor was short-tempered. If she provoke her… she would lose her temper.

If only… Amelia knows the things that happened to Eleanor in the past eight months changed her a lot. Amelia doesn't know that the scared sheep was no longer a sheep but a wolf with sheepskin.

”Sure…” Amelia replied arrogantly.

Eleanor doesn't have gone through this hurdle of provoking her. Eleanor knew the calmer the opponent stays, the anxious Amelia gets. So… she tried to be as calm as she could which made Amelia lose her composure.

When she saw the post in her blog on her way to the company. She was so pissed. Eleanor was trying hard to get her company back on its legs but this girl… with a single statement she was trying to throw her company in the shambles. And she can't let Cedric help her all the time… If there was a day where he leaves her, then she would turn into the same hopeless Eleanor.

She doesn't want to become the same pathetic Eleanor, who was she once when her brother met with an accident.

”Then the first question. You said we Zora empire plagiarized your theme, right?” Eleanor started.

Amelia nodded her head.

”Then why couldn't you give the presentation just now? Hmm? Why couldn't you answer the questions they asked while I can?” Eleanor asked straightly.

”I know them. I am just wondering if you know them or not. Since you plagiarized them. I want to know how deep you know about this project,” Amelia said as she failed to notice that she panicked and stuttered as she answered her question.

”Really?” Eleanor asked for which Amelia nodded her head with 'confidence'.

”Then I guess… I shall ask the monitoring manager staff to ask you few questions. I hope you won't be scared or won't be testing me again,” Eleanor said.

Before Amelia could answer her… Eleanor already called the staff up to the stage.

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While they were climbing the stage…. Edward already poisoned their brains asking them to give them a hard time to Amelia.

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”Miss. Parkinson, could you let us know why did you take specific dimensions for the ceiling design at the entrance of the resort?” a manager asked.

Eleanor stood there with a calm and confident expression, while Amelia stood there with a dumbfounded expression. How come she doesn't about this thing? She revised the plan and checked many times… she didn't see this thing.

In fact… there was nothing like this for the ceiling in the entrance. The manager just made it up. Eleanor furrowed her brows but when she saw Edward's wink she calmed down. She understood what was happening.