Book TRK
Chapter 837
no reply. Concerned that the elevator's signal might be interfering, Remington exited the chat and reopened it. Still nothing.
Remington was tapping away on his phone, texting Lizetta through WhatsApp. He was a bit worried she might get impatient and leave without him. "I'll be down in five, tops," he typed. Whether Lizetta hadn't seen the message or was busy with something else, there was The lack of response subtly soured Remington's mood, to the point where he wasn't even paying attention to what President Winters was prattling about. He shot him a cold glance and snapped, "Enough!"
President Winters, startled, shrank back a little, his face a mix of confusion and surprise. The boss's reaction seemed completely out of the blue.
Just then, a notification sound from a phone echoed in the elevator, prompting Remington to immediately turn his attention back to his device. His icy demeanor melted away as he checked his screen. President Winters discreetly wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a step back.
He glanced over at Cedric with a newfound respect. He used to think Cedric, being young and just a high-level assistant, wasn't particularly impressive. But now, seeing how unpredictable and moody the boss could be, he realized Cedric must genuinely have some special skills to have held onto his role for so long.
President Winters offered Cedric an awkward smile, to which Cedric simply nodded and said lightly, "The boss was just chatting with his future wife. He doesn't like to be disturbed. No need to be so tense, President Winters..."
Hearing this, President Winters relaxed a bit. So that was it. But in the next moment, Cedric asked, "What did you say about Ms. West? Which Ms. West, exactly?"
The task of organizing the corporate annual gala had landed on President Winters. Not that Cedric, let alone Remington, would bother with the specifics of which company they had partnered with for the event. Nor were they aware that Stella was representing Glory Media for the collaboration talks.
Stumped by Cedric's question,
President Winters hesitated. He had just been informed that the boss was chatting with Ms. West. So why the sudden question about which Ms. West? Something didn't add up. Was this a hint that he should refer techer not as Ms. West but as the future Mrs. Remington?
Yes, that must be it! The vice president suddenly felt foolish for his slow reaction. To win over the future lady of the house, Cedric clearly had the knack.
By then, the elevator had reached his floor, and President Winters quickly turned to Cedric with a grin. "Got it, got it. Thanks for the hint, Cedric."
He then bowed slightly towards Remington, his portly figure exiting the elevator.
"What hint did you give him?" Remington asked as the elevator doors closed. He had just finished his WhatsApp chat with Lizetta. She said she'd be waiting for him by the roadside outside the company. Remington's mood visibly lifted, clearly enjoying their conversation. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
Cedric looked puzzled, "I have no idea." This President Winters, having been promoted from a branch office earlier in the year, was proving quite the enigma. Remington had zero interest in what was going on with President Winters. He turned to Cedric, seeking affirmation. "How do I look? Should I change?"
Remington casually stretched his
arms. This was the first time Lizetta
had initiated a meetup since her return, and he naturally wanted everything to be perfect. Cedric observed his boss and thought he couldn't possibly look any better. If he stuck a few feathers in his back, he could easily pass for a peacock strutting in the park.