After dinner, Janice did the dishes while Ronan and Emerson chatted in the living room. Cordelia, however, retreated to her room.
The failure to secure the PrimeBuild Contractors project, along with the constant criticism about her lack of academic qualifications, was causing Cordelia's anxiety to escalate. Once the babies arrived next year, she was determined to earn her Master's degree, no matter what.
She decided to write in her diary; there was plenty to record from her day. As she was thinking of what to jot down, her pen clattered to the floor. Trying to bend down to pick it up, Cordelia found herself unable to. She attempted to stand, but her legs trembled, and she broke into a sweat.
"Janice, Janice..." she called out from her room.
Janice was in the kitchen doing the dishes, and with the running faucet and the distance between the rooms, she couldn't hear Cordelia.
Feeling like a cat on a hot tin roof, Cordelia was about to lose her patience when Ronan walked into her room. "My pen...I can't pick it up," Cordelia said, her gaze fixated on the fallen pen.
Once so agile, she found it embarrassing to ask for help for such a minor thing.
Ronan noticed the pen and picked it up for her. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Writing in my diary," she replied.
Glancing at her diary, the word "Masters" caught Ronan's eye. Without a word, he left the room.
Just as Cordelia was closing her diary, she got a call. It was from Will, whom she had called earlier in the day. The CEO of PrimeBuild Contractors was calling her personally? She answered the phone immediately. "Hello, Mr. Will. This is Cordelia from First Enterprises," she said politely.
"Oh, Cordelia. I was in a meeting when you called this afternoon. You wanted to audit our company, right? We're swamped during the year-end rush. Why don't you come over tomorrow, and we can discuss it in detail?"
"Sure, how does 10 am sound?"
"Fine, meet me directly in the conference room. Hunter will also join us to discuss financial matters."
Once the call ended, the previous gloom disappeared from Cordelia’s face. However, thinking about Hunter's attitude towards her earlier, she couldn't help but feel anxious. She was afraid he would speak ill of her in front of Will, pointing out her lack of professionalism due to her young age.
Cordelia sent a message to Tristi. [Can you accompany me to PrimeBuild Contractors tomorrow morning?]
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