FreeNovelChapter 100 Chapter 100 Clyde bombardedwith calls, even reached out to the office, insisting I visit him at his workspace.
Lina gavea troubled look, "Hey, maybe you should check on him?" "Tell him I'm swamped. If he needs something, he can cdown here." My fingers danced nonstop on the keyboard, not pausing for a second.
Earlier, Kayla corneredin the lobby, obviously trying to make her pregnancy public knowledge - and the baby was Clyde's.
But she didn't have the guts to say it outright, so she provokedinstead.
However, I kept my voice so low, only the three of us knew what was being said.
As for Clyde being mad, I couldn't care less.
If he could bring someone hwhile I was out busting my ass making deals, couldn't I throw a few words around? I wasn't upset, but he sure was.
He still droveto and from work every day, not speaking a word, which suitedjust fine.
Materials delivered, project underway, it seemed like everything at Patterson Group was looking up, except York wasn't having it. When he stormed into the Design Department, he demanded to be involved in the bridge project I was managing.
"No way. You think you can design? Then show it. Otherwise, back off." My tone was icy, a clear dismissal.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was public knowledge that York and I didn't see eye to eye, and frankly, I didn't care.
He was just another one of Merritt's inserts, and I couldn't let him meddle in such a crucial project.
A Patterson heir needed victories, and this win wasn't going to be York's; I'd rather go all out for Clyde.
But Merritt stepped in, directly ordering York to oversee the project without any real power.
Negotiations with several companies went south because of him, nearly pushingto a breaking point until Clyde stepped in.
"Let's head home, we'll talk there." He practically draggedout.
Back home, I drowned my frustrations in a gallon of ice cream, finally feeling a bit calmer.
Clyde looked at me, hesitating to speak.
"Out with it." I glared at him, cracking open another ice cream.
"There are plenty of companies we could partner with. If you don't agree with his proposal, and he doesn't agree with yours, when will this project ever start? Who knows design better, him or me? Who's the director here? I have the final say on the bridge design, not you or the Patterson family. Just because you pay my salary doesn't mean I have to nod along with everything!" I always stood my ground when it cto work.
Having a non-expert lead a team of professionals was a surefire way to waste tand sink the project.
York wanted to involve sunderqualified companies he was chummy with, which was a line crossed for me.
Clyde nodded, "Okay, I get it. But we still need to find the right partner." "Aspire World. They have the credentials, the team, and affordable suppliers. They're the obvious choice!" This just madeangrier.
Anyone with eyes could see Aspire World was the best fit. But Clyde wouldn't budge, and York blocked them, even denying Vinson a meeting! "No, I said no dealings with Vinson!" Clyde huffed, slumping on the couch, blatantly ignoring me.
No matter the explanation, he refused to see reason.
"He's up to no good with you, taking you to sgodforsaken mountainside. I don't buy it!" His stubbornness was immovable.
Just as I was about to lose it, Kayla's call cthrough.
Clyde barely uttered two words before jumping up.
"Kayla, don't be scared. I'm heading to the hospital now." He left without looking back, not even a word to me.
Standing there, I deflated, wondering why I was even fighting so hard.
When Vinson called, I was still in a daze.
It tooka moment to understand he was invitingto dinner to discuss the partnership.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWithout thinking, I agreed.
This project was my baby, our team's pride. Clyde aside, we needed a solid partner, maybe my swan song at Patterson Group.
Arriving at the restaurant, I was hit by an intoxicating aroma.
"Why this private room?" It was the most secluded one, usually not Vinson's pick.
He seemed resigned, "Who knows? It's unusually busy today, this was all they had." I didn't overthink it and took a seat.
But soon, I felt dizzy, noticing Vinson's flushed face.
Recalling the aroma, I pinched my arm to stay alert and quickly called Eliana. But my clarity was fading, managing only to whisper, "Help." Not long after, the door burst open.
Seeing Eliana and Warren, I blacked out, realizing too late I'd been set up.
The next thing I knew, a scandalous video ofand a ran in that room spread like wildfire online.
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