"You..."
"Mrs. Brown's point is valid. Well, that's it for the meeting. The bidding is next Friday, so everyone should prepare well and aim to win. If Deputy Manager Spencer has any questions, you can come to my office individually. Meeting adjourned."
Despite all her discontent, Charlotte Spencer didn't dare to voice it out at this point.
An hour later, Forsythia Brown received a call from Gem Atkinson, asking her to visit his office.
Since returning from the West Suburb Villa, it had been two days without much contact between the two. Gem Atkinson was busy, and Forsythia Brown was intentionally avoiding him.
"I'm currently in a meeting discussing the embankment project. If Mr. Atkinson has anything to say, tell me over the phone."
"What I want to discuss with you is also about the embankment project. Come up."
Listening to the 'beep beep' sound inside the landline telephone, Forsythia Brown pursed her lips, ultimately, she had to get up and go upstairs.
