Cora Lowell had never been involved in business.
But she was quick-witted, and Fiona Lynch had never doubted that.
She could spot the opponent's weaknesses in a board meeting at a glance.
This time, being so brazenly provoked, she chose to endure it.
That was unlike her style.
So, for her to keep restraining herself, that would be strange.
Fiona Lynch could almost feel it.
Beneath the calm surface, a storm was quietly brewing.
Therefore, she must be closely watched!
Fiona Lynch silently put away her phone and stared intently at the end of the corridor.
Austin Vance lazily waved his hand.
He didn't even lift an eyelid, not taking that remark seriously at all.
At exactly three o'clock, Cora Lowell pushed open the door on time and walked out.
The department was still filled with the noisy sound effects of games and the clatter of keyboard banging.
It was as noisy as an endless party.
People were arriving one after another.
