Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 119

"No, of course I have it under control," Clarence replied submissively, having no other choice but to explain himself. "It's the new VP pushing for it. But it's not a big deal, you just need to submit it today. I'll handle the rest, I promise there won't be any issues."

That only infuriated Vivienne more. She already hated this new VP sight unseen, and now she didn't hold back her vitriol. "Who does this nobody think she is, waving a plastic badge like it's a royal decree? Does she even know who she's messing with? I'll have to pay her a little visit soon."

Clarence listened to her rant in silence. He had heard rumors that Vivienne was some stunning, elegant ice queen with pristine grace, but after dealing with her a few times, he realized that was a total load of crap. When she cursed, her mouth was filthier than his.

Clearly, rumors were just rumors.

After hanging up, the more Vivienne thought about it, the angrier she got, and she threw a massive tantrum in her office.

The main issue was that she had absolutely no idea how to produce the materials Clarence was asking for. She had pawned the work off to Leo Yardley and his team, but they were entirely uncooperative, inventing excuse after excuse to blow her off. She was sick of it.

Annoyed as she was, the work still had to be done. Julian had publicly handed this project over to her, and the entire company was watching. She couldn't drop the ball. She was banking on this project to prove her worth and trample Willow's legacy in the process.

Swallowing her rage, Vivienne dialed Leo's number. "How are the files coming along? I need them today."

Her tone was awful, and Leo wasn't about to play nice. "What files?"

"What do you mean, what files? Didn't I say I need the pitch deck for the Merit bid today?"

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