Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1688 Hadley brought them straight to the conference room.
This was Catherineâs first time in Hill Corporationâs conference room, and she looked around as she entered. It was not huge and could only seat at most ten pax. A middle-aged man in a dark suit sat in the room with a secretary standing beside him brewing tea.
Catherine looked at the man and knew that he was Wade Middleton. She researched him on the Internet before and found out that he was a senior manager who had also previously served as the CEO of a top 100 company abroad.
Now that she saw him in person, she could see from his deep features that he was as cunning as a fox.
It was no wonder that Rebecca agreed to let him manage Hill Corporation.
âMr. Hill.â Wade heard the footsteps and straightened up. He nodded at Shaun with a smile but did not get up, and did not even spare a glance at Catherine.
Catherine knew that he recognized her but he was doing this because he was trying to make a show of his power.
With a smile, Catherine took out a document from her bag and threw it in front of Wade. âLea will not attend the board meeting today because she isnât feeling well, so this is proof that she authorized me to attend in her stead.â
âI see.â Wade looked at the signature on the document and nodded politely. âMs. Lea is indeed a little old, so itâs understandable.â
âFifty years old is old?â Catherine gave him a side â glance. âYou look like youâre almost forty-nine. In that case, I should be able to understand you too. Is your body holding up well? You can tell us if thereâs anything wrong. Itâs not like the company has to have you as its president.â
Wadeâs expression immediately darkened, but he did not lose his temper. Instead, he smiled and made it seem like Catherine was being overbearing. âYouâve misunderstood, Ms. Jones. Thatâs not what I meant. Besides, Iâm only forty-one and in good health. Men and women are physically different from each other.â
âSorry, you looked so mature that I was mistaken. â
Catherine smiled and said, âItâs indeed quite different. After all, the mortality rate of men who die of diseases is far higher than that of women every year. Do you know why? Itâs because men generally have a variety of bad habits, such as smoking, drinking alcohol, drinking strong tea, staying up late, and spending too much time on a certain aspect of life. Women live over seventy years on average, while men only live around sixty. Counting it now, you should take care of yourself, President Middleton. Donât work too hard.â
Wade looked at the strong tea in front of him and almost lost the temper he was so very good at controlling.
He seemed to understand why Wesley said he had to watch out for this woman. Her mouth was absolutely venomous.
âThank you for the reminder, Ms. Jones. Iâll take care. â Disgust started to seep in Wadeâs fake smile.
âNow that I can be in charge of a large company like Hill Corporation, Iâll do my best to manage the company well. I wonât say that Iâll manage it until Iâm seventy, but Iâll definitely finish everything by sixty.â
âLetâs hope youâll be able to, â Catherine smiled. â But I feel like you wonât have the chance.â
âWhat do you mean by that, Ms. Jones?â Wadeâs face was cold.
âThat should be my line. When Shaun and I entered the building earlier, not only did the receptionist and security guard at the door refuse our entry, they even ganged up on Shaun. For the staff to have that kind of culture, itâs much worse than when Eldest Young Master Hill was at the helm. I think I must have a good talk with you on behalf of Lea.
You just rose to power, so itâs understandable that you want to change the staff to your confidants, but you canât just pick any Tom, Dick, and Harry. Before I met you, your reputation was quite admirable but now that Iâve met you, that image crumbled the moment I stepped through the door.â
Catherine looked at Wadeâs increasingly unpleasant expression and smiled. âWhat? I just said a few words and youâre already showing me that face. You have to remember that youâre just a worker.â
âSo what if heâs a worker? Heâs not someone who can be switched just because you want to.â Jefferyâs angry voice suddenly came through the door.
Catherine turned around and saw Jeffery in a wheelchair, being pushed in by Wesley.
âMr. Jones, youâre here.â
Wade immediately greeted him with relief. âIf you didnât come, Ms. Jones might have told me to get out already.â
âWhat right does she have to tell you to get out?â Jeffery snorted coldly.
âDad, why donât I have that right? Iâm your daughter. Look, you even brought your son-in-law here, so that means youâre willing to acknowledge me again.â Catherine smiled enthusiastically.