âThe overall marketing here will still be the same as before.
You are still in charge, but I want a report every month.
If itâs not for the report, then donât bother me.
â
After saying that, she closed the door of the Magotan, stepped on the gas and left.
It was an ordinary car that was sold at a rather low price, but she drove it like it was a sports car.
The general manager looked at the car drifting away and sighed, as if feeling all the stress leave his body.
âWhat a domineering woman! The new boss is not some ordinary person to be tempered with,â he said to himself.
After seeing how she death with Jax and his girlfriend, he was more determined to never step on her toes.
As Lucinda drove, she turned on the stereo and enjoyed her journey.
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What just happened didnât deserve her attention.
She hummed in a good mood along to the songs blasting on the stereo as she drove back to Angle Intl.
After a while, she got a call from Vivian.
She hesitated for a moment but still answered.
âIâm on my way back to the company.
Is there a problem?â Lucinda went straight to the point.
âMiss Ross, you are on the top search again!â
Vivianâs voice was filled with panic.
âRead the news!â
âIâm driving.
I canât check my phone and drive at the same time,â
Lucinda said, sighing helplessly.
âIf itâs not something urgent, Iâll hang up now.
Weâll talk when I get to the office.
â
âNo, wait! Donât hang up!â
Vivian sounded very emotional.
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âThe news⦠Itâs about you, and itâs not good.
You have toâ¦â
Vivian was still chattering, but Lucinda was distracted by the news on the huge TV billboard by the road.
On the screen, Presley Turner was being interviewed right outside Eleanorâs ward.
She was in tears, accusing Lucinda of harassing Eleanor.
Lucindaâs curiosity was piqued.
Glancing at the time, she figured she could pull over for a minute to see what was going on.
She might as well see what tricks the Turner family was up to this time around.
âMr.
Robertsâs ex-wife personally put up these banners in my daughterâs ward and even sent her funeral wreaths! It was so shockingly rude!â
Presley pretended to wipe her invisible tears and continued, âMy poor daughter-as if being beaten up by hooligans wasnât enough! Lucindaâs hell-bent on humiliating her.
Before Eleanor could recover, she fainted again from stressâ¦