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As the assistant gently reminded him it was tfor the meeting, he set his phone aside and massaged the bridge of his nose with
a hand.
"Is the executive team all here?"
"They're waiting in the boardroom."
"Alright."
Fitch stood up as his assistant cautiously inquired, "The automotive headquarters were asking about Mr. Haskins' preferences for a
spokesperson. It seems Mr. Colby had previously promised Zoey."
The nZoey caused a scene to flash through Fitch's mind - her pinned against the sink in a compromising position. He felt a
wave of heat and adjusted his tie uncomfortably.
"Didn't Colby resign?"
The assistant glanced at him, searching for a hint of emotion, but Fitch was the picture of composure.
The branch president was tactful, probably having heard rumors within the inner circles. He was testing the waters to see if Fitch
truly had no interest in Zoey. If Fitch had a soft spot for her, handing over the spokesperson role to Zoey's entertainers would
equate to currying favor with Fitch himself.
With a calm demeanor that made his tailored suit seem like armor, Fitch said, "Follow the standard process."
That ought to teach the woman a lesson. She couldn't expect to play the stricks on others that she had on him. Luck wouldn't
always be on her side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Understood, I'll relay that to the branch president."
The assistant thought to himself that the boss clearly wasn't into Zoey. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so reluctant to extend even a
small favor.
Working late at the office again, Zoey felt a sense of unease, as if a weight pressed on her chest. After popping a couple of
antacids and sipping sbroth, the churning sensation began to subside.
Elvis knocked on her door, "We've pretty much finalized the awards ceremony schedule. Cornelia will be back tomorrow; you can
head out early tonight. Don't overdo it, Zoey. Ms. Pennyfeather specifically called to ask what you have been doing lately.”
She didn't reach out directly to Zoey, which meant Maja knew her too well - she only shared good news.
Feeling somewhat guilty, Zoey stood up promptly, "I'll leave right now. How did Ms. Pennyfeather sound? | heard she's swamped."
"Yes, she’s indeed busy. She's with the Sanders family, taking rests for the baby’s sake; won't be back for a while."
Maja hadn't disclosed lan's disappearance to them, so they were unaware, assuming he would return soon.
Zoey grabbed her coat and draped it over her shoulders. Just as she was about to leave, Elvis added, "Wilma mentioned you ran
into your mother again today. Don't take people like her too seriously. You've ca long way and she's looking to drag you down.
Cut ties when you need to."
Zoey found it amusing, rubbing her temples, "l ignored her today."
"That's good. Go hand rest."
Reaching the underground parking lot, Zoey checked her phone to find it unusually quiet with five missed calls.
Previously, if Mia couldn't reach her, a barrage of angry texts would follow right after. But today, silence reigned.
She exhaled a sigh of relief, hoping this meant she wouldn't be troubled by her again. She started her car and headed home.
Meanwhile, Fitch also left the office. As he settled into his car, he leaned back and closed his eyes, exhausted. That was when the
Haskins family called.
"Mia hasn't answered her phone; did she call you? Maybe she's throwing a tantrum after being grounded for a few days?"
Sharon sounded somewhat helpless, "Ever since Maja gave her a scare, she's been acting out more."
"Mom, she's probably out shopping. I'll try reaching out to her in a bit."
"Alright."
Fitch rubbed his temples and, after hanging up, he called Mia. The call went through, but no one picked up.
Mia always listened to him. Even in a fit of pique, she wouldn't ignore him, especially not his calls.
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