My Fabulous Girl Boss by Evergreen novel Chapter 1862

Chapter 1862 She Looks Like Someone

Eva was almost six feet tall, and she was even on a pair of three-inch heels. Thus, Francesca looked like a kid alongside her due to their extreme height difference.

Francesca could not help rolling her eyes at Eva’s antiques as she dragged her away with her.

Meanwhile, Danrique dared not let his guard down and shot Sean a glance.

A quick-witted Sean assigned his men to trail behind the two young ladies at once.

“Danrique, don’t worry. Just let the young ladies go out for some fun. Since Ms. Cece is your fiancée, Eva will surely serve her well.” Donald appeased him jokingly.

“Hmm!” Danrique hummed and continued to enjoy his meal.

Swirling the wine in his glass, Donald continued to chat with him. “Oh yeah! Danrique, have you heard about the overwhelming news that Mr. Windt from H City killed himself by jumping off the building?”

His words caught Danrique, who was cutting steak, off guard. The latter looked up at him in an instant and gasped, “What did you say?”

“It happened a few days ago, and the news had gone viral in Zarain at once. But somehow, it’s being suppressed at the moment. I happened to know about it earlier from my friend in Zarain,” Donald explained nonchalantly as if he was mentioning something irrelevant to him.

Moments later, he added, “How sad! We’d ever considered collaborating with him before that, hadn’t we? After all, H City is the core of Zarain, and Windt Corporation is deemed the dominator of the market in H City. Looks like we’ve to look for a new collaborator…”

Danrique paid no attention to what Donald was saying. In a split second, he lost his appetite. After putting down his cutleries, he told Donald, “I’ve to excuse myself to settle something. Enjoy yourself.”

Donald put his wineglass down at once and stood up. “Then I’d better don’t interrupt you any longer. I’m going off now. You go ahead and settle your matter.”

“Okay! See you.” Danrique rose and strode off toward his study.

When he assigned Sean to investigate if Donald’s news was accurate, the latter explained tactfully, “We heard about the news a few days ago. Gordon was about to update you at that time, but you’re not in the mood as Ms. Cece was shot.”

“Is there any information?” Danrique questioned, furrowing his brows.

Sean handed the tablet to him and updated warily, “There was already a funeral for Richard Windt. It’s confirmed that he had committed suicide. But he was obviously set up by the others. Apparently, the Nacht family was the mastermind manipulating in the dark…”