"Director White, where is Manager Adelina?"
Celine asked, looking around the room. "I'm so confused. Aren't she and her team from the Lee Group? Why did they have to tag along to our company's reception?"
Catherine smoothed out her dress as she sat down, her eyes scanning the crowd. She didn't see Lance anywhere. Given his status, he usually only made brief appearances at these kinds of events.
He had probably left already.
Pulling her attention back, she answered Celine's question.
"Every company has its factions. The Lee Group is no different."
Celine looked a bit sheepish. "What about our company? Who is in whose faction?"
Catherine gave her a mild look. "You and I are a faction."
"What?" Celine's eyes widened in panic. "Since when are we our own isolated island? I thought we fit in pretty well!"
"Sometimes, you can't just fit into a group just because you want to," Catherine said calmly.
"Wait, we aren't on Hammer's bad side, are we?" Celine asked, genuinely terrified she was about to be fired.
Seeing her distress, Catherine let out a soft laugh. "I am just messing with you. Focus on your work, and you will have a bright future."
Celine patted her chest, exhaling a huge sigh of relief. "You scared me to death! I was thinking, you are always so meticulous, there is no way you wouldn't fit in!"
"Go grab some food from over there," Catherine said, checking her watch. It was past dinner time.
Despite feeling a faint gnawing in her stomach, an underlying sense of unease killed her appetite.
Celine came back with two small plates of dessert, handing one to Catherine.
"You should eat something too, Director White. That way you won't have to cook when you get home."
Catherine took the plate. "Thanks."
Celine took a bite of cake. "Director White, how do you know Mr. James?"
"Didn't you know I used to work at SilverLeaf Industries?" Catherine countered.

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