CEO's Mysterious Fiancee (Paige and Martin) novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Nave No Chance to Quibble

“I am willing to do so.”

Martin was still immersed in the joy. He looked at Patricia with dissatisfaction. “Paige is my fiancée I am happy to do anything for

her”

Patricia was in a rage. “I am afraid that in the future…”

“In the future, if you will be angry with me, it means that you care about me.”

Martin looked at Paige, who was in his arms with affection.

Paige didn’t reply.

Patricia was furious.

“Well, what a loving scene early in the morning! Am I here at the right time?”

Donald hurriedly stopped and held Danica’s shoulder with a smile, saying, “Danica, let’s go to the garden for breakfast, okay? Leave the space to them…”

“Okay…” Danica smiled brightly. Seeing that Patricia was still sitting at the dining table, she immediately said, “Patricia, what are you still standing there for? Let’s go…”

Danica tried not to disturb Martin and Paige!

Patricia reluctantly looked at Martin. She didn’t know why Martin was obsessed with Paige, thinking that Paige was such a coquette!

What was so good about Paige?

Without anyone else present, Martin became unscrupulous and kept pestering Paige.

When they finally arrived at the company, Paige breathed a sigh of relief Seeing Deon, she ordered lightly, “Go and call Mr. Collins of the production department and the team leaders of the fourth and fifth production lines to my office.”

“Yes.”

When Deon went to call them, many employees in the company began to gossip again.

Since Paige took over the company and called someone to her office, that person would definitely suffer!

This time, Paige asked Deon to call Roderick and the leaders of the fourth and fifth production lines…

Many curious employees secretly followed in their footsteps, wanting to know if something was going to happen.

“Ms. Tate?”

Roderick, who had just entered the door, was about forty years old. He was slender and looked a little malnourished, but his eyes

looked shrewd.

The two team leaders looked a little timid and uneasy, but they still squeezed out a smile and said in unison, “Morning, Ms. Tate.”

Paige directly threw her phone on the table, playing the recording.

“Anton, you are the team leader of the fourth workshop. How can you take the lead to go against me? You have to do this even if you don’t agree…”

“Mr. Collins, Mr. Ingram promised that we would have a promising future and that at least we would not have to worry about basic