“Who are you?”
“My name is Winslow Moore. I am an executive director in charge of the materials for renovation. I'm often out and about while sourcing new clients, so it's normal if you haven't seen me around, Mr. Campbell. I came here today to deliver a report along with a few managers from the departments I'm in charge of. Would you care to join us and listen in on my report?” Winslow replied.
Judging by Winslow's attempt at dominating the conversation with his lengthy response to a simple question, Donald could tell that he had lots of experience in the corporate world.
“Thanks, but I'll pass on the report. I came here to see Ms. Wilson. Is this report of yours important? If not, we'll just go ahead and cancel this meeting.”
Winslow narrowed his eyes and stood in the corner without saying a word.
Of course, the report was a lie all along. He only came here to see Donald as he wanted to know the kind of person Donald was.
Jennifer didn't know about the conflict between Winslow and Donald, but she would always listen to Donald, and this time was no different.
“Have them send me the report in written form instead. It would be a huge waste of time to have all department managers deliver their reports orally in person,” Jennifer said with a nod.
Winslow understood the situation when he saw Jennifer go along with Donald's request.
“Sure thing, Ms. Wilson. I'll have them deliver the reports in written form as soon as possible,” he replied with a smile and left her office.
Winslow had just stepped out the door when Huey, who had been waiting outside, came running toward him. “How did it go, Mr. Moore?”
“I'm afraid Donald is no pushover. Judging by his hostile attitude toward me, it's likely that he already knows something,” Winslow replied with a solemn expression.
Huey was getting incredibly anxious. “What do we do, then? I just received word that Chester and Mr. Black have died in New Garden! The police are labeling it as the result of a gang war.”
Winslow arched an eyebrow in response. “A gang war? That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?”
“Of course it is! I suspect that Donald could have affiliations that we don't know about. Rumor has it that he's the abandoned child of the Campbell clan. They say he offended the Ten Prestigious Families because of Dragon Fide Villa. No one makes an enemy of the Ten Prestigious Families and lives, but Donald managed to survive and even established Dragon Fide Corporation!”
Winslow nodded. “It looks like we'll need to ask others for help, then.”
Of course, Donald had no idea that Huey and Winslow were conspiring against him.
He walked up to Jennifer and told her about Amelia as well as everything that happened at New Garden.
Jennifer flashed him a terse smile as she asked, “You visited a massage parlor during working hours? Have I not been satisfying you lately, Darling?”
Donald didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her response. “That's not the point here! Winslow is trying to get at me right now, so I believe he had ulterior motives for coming over to deliver his report earlier.”
“What do you plan on doing, Darling?”
“I plan on transferring Amelia over to see if she has what it takes to bring Winslow down.”
“Why do you need to transfer Amelia over? I could just have some of my men investigate Winslow if you find him suspicious. Does Amelia look really pretty or something?” Jennifer asked in a somewhat jealous tone.
Donald flashed Jennifer a smile as he said, “Are you jealous? You were the one who told me to help Amelia out because she was a capable woman. You'll be able to assess her capabilities if we transfer her over. Besides, we'll need someone to take over Winslow's position if we do end up firing him.”
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