I Am the Sweetheart of Mr. CEO-Chapter 403: The Girl from Six Years Ago (Part 6)
Good intentions are taken as donkey’s liver and lungs!
Anabel Wilton silently complained in her heart, stood up, picked up her belongings, and left her room.
Watching her close the door, Irene Spencer gritted her teeth and spoke.
"Vera Wave, I won’t let you take Kris Cooper away, absolutely not!"
Irene Spencer paced outside the door for a while. Hearing voices outside, she immediately leaned over and pressed her ear to the door.
Outside, Vera Wave’s voice saying goodbye to Daffa Perkin came through.
She quietly opened the door a crack and saw Vera Wave turning and walking towards the room arranged for her by the crew.
Watching Daffa Perkin leave, Irene Spencer immediately opened the door and walked out, heading to Vera Wave’s room door.
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Inside the room.
Vera Wave took the bottle of mineral water on the table, opened it, drank a sip, and immediately took out her laptop and placed it on the table.
The new project was competing with Archie Perkin for the Manager position. Naturally, she couldn’t be careless, as the opponent had worked at the Hong Kong Ashton branch for a long time and was more experienced than her.
In this competition, if she lost, she wouldn’t just lose the Manager position, but also Kris Cooper’s reputation.
This time it’s a do-or-die battle; she can only win and can’t lose.
Therefore, after eating her fill, she immediately returned to the hotel, wanting to further perfect the information on similar projects.
Before she could sit in the chair, the door was already knocked on.
"Coming!"
Raising her voice in response, Vera Wave stepped to the door and opened it, seeing Irene Spencer standing outside. Her smile instantly turned cold.
Leaning sideways against the door frame, she had no intention of letting the other person in.
"Sister Irene, anything?"
Irene Spencer raised the corners of her lips, "What, afraid to let me in?"
Trying to provoke?
Vera Wave pouted, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. I want to sleep."
Irene Spencer’s lips twitched. Seeing that there was no one around, she stepped forward, leaning close to Vera Wave’s side.
"I don’t believe you’re not curious about who the ring was really bought for?"
"Curiosity kills the cat. I’m not interested in gossip. Anyway, the ring is in my hand now, means it’s bought for me!"
She raised her face to make a playful face at her, Vera Wave stepped back and slammed the door shut.
Boom!
Irene Spencer hurriedly dodged, the slamming door almost hitting her nose that she had spent tens of thousands to fix, staring at the closed door, Irene Spencer’s face turned livid with anger.
"Mark my words, Vera Wave, you’ll regret this!"
She stomped her foot at Vera Wave’s door, turned and went back to her own room. Listening to her footsteps fading away, Vera Wave locked the door, muttering to herself.
"Trying to sow discord between me and Kris Cooper, I won’t fall for your tricks!"
Though she didn’t know what Irene Spencer wanted to say, Vera Wave knew one thing: she wouldn’t say anything good.
Not to mention that time was tight now, even if she wasn’t busy, she couldn’t bother listening to Irene Spencer’s nonsense. That woman was obviously up to no good.
Sitting down at the table, she immediately started typing on the keyboard, searching for similar project information.
Waiting for the webpage to open, she raised her hand, pinched the ring hanging around her neck, thought it over, but still didn’t take it off.
Such a valuable ring, it would be troublesome if lost.
Looking at the ring in her hand, Irene Spencer’s voice once again echoed in her ears.
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Aren’t you curious who the ring was really bought for?
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Why bother with her, she doesn’t know Kris Cooper well, how would she know these things? It’s just said to upset you!
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The fourth word of the second red envelope password: abstain
