Hearing that these materials were actually prepared by Carlos, Emily was slightly taken aback, her delicate eyebrows gently raising.
She originally thought that after Carlos was expelled from the board, he would be furious at her. She never expected that he could still have the mind to do these things.
"Chairman Wang, do you think it’s still necessary for me to rotate through other departments?"
Emily pulled back her thoughts, a faintly mocking smile at the corner of her mouth, her gaze directly fixed on Chairman Wang.
Chairman Wang had a face as kind as Maitreya Buddha, but he couldn’t laugh now. He nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
"Manager Emily, you really love to joke. Your resume is so rich; being the general manager is more than sufficient.
As general manager, I have no objections."
Chairman Wang said quickly. The other members of the board saw this and quickly echoed his sentiments, calling her Manager Emily one after another.
Evan Palmer’s face instantly flushed red, his complexion turning ashen with anger, internally cursing this group of opportunists in front of him.
"Since everyone has no objections, I’ll ask for your support in the future. If there’s nothing else, let’s adjourn the meeting."
Emily gently rubbed her waist; after a whole morning of meetings, she felt sore all over.
Emily walked out of the meeting room, Oliver Ross hurriedly followed.
Just as she left the meeting room, Emily could feel a scorching gaze fixated on her from behind.
Evan deliberately dismissed his secretary, then "bang," closed the meeting room door, isolating the outside noise, leaving only himself and Adam Willow in the quiet room.
He slowly walked to the side of the meeting table, leaning his hands on the table, and said irritably,
"What’s wrong with you?
Didn’t you say Emily was just a college graduate, knowing nothing and certainly unable to handle the board’s difficulties?"
Evan questioned Adam grimly.
"I misjudged her. I always thought she had no ambition."
Adam lowered his gaze, hiding the pain in his eyes.
He used to think Emily couldn’t keep up with him, but now it seemed it was he who couldn’t match her.
"By the way, how’s everything going with arranging dinner with Minister Parker’s family?"
Evan squinted slightly, a hint of urgency in his eyes.
"I had someone inquire. Minister Parker’s promotion was personally ordered by the President.
The President admires Minister Parker very much. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us."
Saying this, he revealed an expectant expression, eyes shining with hope.
"Our President is known for his stern integrity. If we can use the Parker family’s connection to get into the President’s good books, the future of the Carter Clan will be assured."
Evan licked his dry lips, showing a determined expression.
Adam stood in front of his father, feeling slightly apprehensive. He said sternly,
"Dad, I don’t like Sophie Parker. I was confused before. I don’t want to marry her."
Before he could finish, he saw Evan glaring angrily, suddenly raising his hand and giving Adam a hard slap.
Adam’s face was hit to one side, his glasses flying off and crashing to the floor, shattering into pieces.
Adam’s face quickly turned red from the slap.
His father looked furious, glaring at him with bulging veins on his forehead, shouting loudly,
"Don’t like Sophie Parker?
Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to talk about likes and dislikes here?
I didn’t like that woman either, but I had to swallow my pride and marry her!"
His father’s voice echoed in the room, with unquestionable authority and rage.
Adam lowered his head, showing a trace of pain, silently not responding.
"If I could endure it, why can’t you?"
Evan looked at his silent son, his anger slightly mitigated, tone somewhat softened.
He bent down slightly, a trace of calculation flickered in his eyes, picked up the shattered glasses, stood up, and handed them to Adam.
"Son, I know you feel wronged. You like that Emily.
But that woman’s heart is only for money. Women are all the same; without money, you’re nothing."
Evan’s voice was deep and slightly weathered. He gently patted Adam’s shoulder, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Promise me, endure a bit longer. When the Carter Clan is completely in our hands, then you can divorce and marry the one you love."
Adam took the broken glasses, his hands slightly trembling.
He pressed his lips tightly, remained silent for a while, as if making a difficult decision.
Eventually, he sighed lightly, slowly nodding, his hair covering all the emotions in his eyes.
In the elevator, under soft light, Emily held her waist while Oliver carried a stack of documents, reporting work to Emily.
Originally, Oliver just wanted to give a formal report, but after interacting with Emily, he found that his boss’s decision-making ability was first-rate, and every instruction she gave was precise.
In this regard, she was very similar to the boss.
As they walked, their work efficiency was higher than he would achieve working a whole day by himself.
Oliver used to doubt whether it was too reckless for Mrs. Carter to entrust the important position of general manager to an outsider.
Now it seems Mrs. Carter indeed had a discerning eye.
"In future, regarding work matters, if you can make decisions, you take charge. If uncertain, come to me."
Emily nodded slightly, concisely instructed, her voice steady and firm.
Just as she was about to step out of the elevator, Oliver’s phone suddenly rang.
Oliver casually picked up the call.
After listening for a few moments, his expression became peculiar. He looked up at Emily, hesitated,
"Boss, it’s for you."
Emily looked puzzled, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowing, eyes filled with confusion.
Oliver mumbled, his gaze somewhat evasive.
Rainny called to ask Emily to go to the police station; Carlos had gotten into a fight and was brought in, involving compensation issues, and needed family for bail. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NovєlFіre.net
Emily slightly stunned at the news, a complex expression flashed on her face.
She lowered her eyes, staring at her reflection on the elevator door, a hint of sarcasm in her brows.
Carlos getting into a fight, the first person to receive the news was someone else. Rainny’s phone call saying "the police contacted me first" still echoed in Emily’s ear.
Emily seemed to already envision Rainny’s smug look. What did marriage matter, Carlos’s most cared for person had always been Rainny.
Her role as a wife was indeed a complete failure.