Chapter 81
Chapter 81
Marcus stared out the window fixedly. Ricos Bridge in the distance was veiled in a blanket of mist. He closed his eyes, his eyebrows creased with annoyance, and he could feel a pang spreading from his temples.
‘Should I keep the secret away from her for the rest of her life?’
Apparently, it was impossible. Sooner or later, she would find out the truth.
However, according to the tradition of the Hamertons, he had to choose a woman from the other three big families as his wife. If Cordelia joined the Hamertons, one could imagine what kind of fate would be awaiting her.
Most importantly, he was not the real Marcus.
He took a deep breath and pulled Marcus’ ID card out of his pocket. The man on the ID card had the same face as him, but they were not the same person.
“Z.” Josiah might not be very intelligent, but he was very good at reading other people’s emotions. “May I suggest you end the “training” earlier? Everything here in Chaiseland is almost finished, and Freddy and I will help you to take care of the rest. You should go back to your wife. After all, it seems you miss her a lot.”
Marcus’ expression changed, and he turned around.
This was the first time he had let out a relieved smile ever since he came to Ricos.
Fredric couldn’t help himself and gave Josiah a big thumbs up inwardly. They all smiled at each other, and just when they were preparing to leave after getting all their stuff ready, Robert came in and looked at Marcus anxiously.
“Mr. Grist!”
“What happened?”
Robert licked his lips and replied, “I just received news from Jangasas. Ms. Jenner is in trouble!”
…
Cordelia had been in the interrogation room for a day and a night.
There was nothing but four walls in this small room. There was no window, only a door. It exuded a cold and suffocating gloomy air. The four corners of the ceiling were equipped with cameras pointing straight at her, and behind the cameras was the surveillance room.
The staff could observe her movements from different angles through the big screen in front of them.
Cordelia’s face was pale. Her eyes were deeply sunken, and her hands clutched tightly at the hem of her cloth under the table.
“Ms. Jenner, are you still not going to tell us the truth?” The police officer asked sternly, “You won’t get anything out of it if this continues. It might even destroy your future!”
“I didn’t do it…” This was the answer she gave no matter how many times they asked her.
She had not sold their marketing plan to their competitor, had not gained any profit from the transaction, and had not exposed her company’s proprietary secrets.
However, just a day before, many police officers suddenly came to the company for an unknown reason. Then, her director called her into the conference room.
…
“Cordelia, we’ve spent so much effort nurturing you, and this is how you repay us?” The director smacked the evidence in front of her. It was the marketing plan she had been working on recently.
However, nobody knew how, but their competitor had gotten their hands on this plan. As a result, they followed the marketing plan and released the new product into the market ahead of them, forcing Bowfest Foreign Trading into a passive position.
In the end, Cordelia was taken away. While she walked down the stairs with her head held low, she passed by Karine and saw the triumphant and evil look on her face.
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“I didn’t do it…” Cordelia repeated, her voice shaking and her eyes red.
The two interrogators looked at each other.
The staff behind the screen let out a cold snort and spoke to the people with the intercom in a stern voice. “I heard this woman was promoted shortly after joining the company. She also forced a shareholder and a supervisor out of the company and has an outstanding track record. She isn't someone easy to deal with, so be careful!”
The interrogators said, “Ms. Jenner, we have all the evidence, so you'd better tell us the truth. Besides, the rival company has already confessed that you are the one who disclosed the plan to them, and there are cash transactions between you as well.”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.