“These are the statistics on the fashion week orders. There are also some real-time records during the event,” Zephyr said in a deep voice. “Compared to our competitors, our profit on textiles and clothes ranked on top. We didn’t only provide clothes for celebrities, but we even made some custom clothing for the royalties in Eropah.”
The board members smiled and complimented him. Half of them were sincere, while half of them were just fawning at the old man.
Janine was over the moon. She did not forget to credit someone else. “Oh, it’s all Zephyr’s job! He’s lucky to have a great assistant! Haha… Cordelia handles the fashion project!”
“That’s right!” Someone went with it quickly. “We’ve met her. She’s gentle and generous. She’s amazing at her job! She’s just like you, Madam Baker!”
“That’s right! Who would know that she’s your daughter-in-law if you didn't tell us? We’d think that she’s your daughter!”
“Hahaha!” Janine laughed to her heart’s content.
Zephyr could not smile. He stared at his mother helplessly.
He was talking about serious business!
He had yet to teach Hannah a lesson! What was his mother doing?
“Ahem!”
Zephyr faked a loud cough.
Janine killed her loud laughter instantly and sat up straight.
“You’ve seen the statistics,” Zephyr calmed down the atmosphere with his majesty. “To be honest, the success was hanging by a thread!
“My wife is six months pregnant, yet she did everything and controlled every detail of the project.
“If someone didn’t sabotage her, I believe it would have been even better!”
Zephyr was solemn as he spoke, and he would look at Hannah every now and then.
“Aunt?” He raised his eyebrows and scoffed. “Do you agree with me?”
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