Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 979

Chapter 979:

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“Proceed,” she directed the group calmly.

The HR manager took a deep breath, regained his composure, and resumed his report.

Leaning over to Brenton, Harlee whispered, “Rhys is still in the lounge.”

Although today’s meeting with Rhys was meant to focus on cooperation, Harlee had no interest in meeting him again, as the emotional toll he had left on her was still fresh.

Hidden from view, she was deeply scarred by him.

Brenton slammed his fist on the table, his eyes flashing with anger. The HR manager, assuming he had made a mistake, nearly collapsed in shock.

With a stern face, Brenton addressed the group, “From here on, Harlee will lead the meeting.” With that, Brenton walked out of the room.

Harlee knew Brenton was going to confront Rhys, and a wave of warmth filled her chest. No matter how many years passed, the reassurance of being shielded by her brother still brought comfort.

Harlee turned to the HR manager, signaling him to continue.

The HR manager, his legs weak from the pressure, thankfully had the foresight to steady himself against the table, avoiding a collapse.

He cleared his throat and resumed his report, offering a nervous smile.

This minor disruption didn’t throw off the flow of the meeting, which continued for another two hours until all the departmental reports were delivered.

Though part of her mind lingered on Rhys, Harlee’s sharp intellect kept her focused on the key points of the reports. Raising an eyebrow, she sent her thoughts to Brenton.

“It appears the Sanderson Group has a number of nepotistic ties.”

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Brenton’s reply was quick.

“They’re all senior members, so it’s hard for me to act.

Could you give me a hand?” In an attempt to coax her, he even included a playful emoji.

“Your attempt at charm isn’t working,” Harlee replied flatly.

Seeing him typing, Harlee quickly sent another message.

“I’ll deal with those unworthy of their roles, but nothing more.”

“It’s a deal!”

At that moment, Dina Stones, one of the board members who was closely aligned with Jeffrey, gave a discreet signal to the man preparing to ask the first question.

Dina had been observing Harlee, noting her detached manner as though she were simply passing time.

Harlee hadn’t even asked the assistant to take notes, appearing distracted as she fiddled with her phone.

Thus, Dina decided to go ahead with the plan she and Jeffrey had devised—to challenge Harlee with the company’s most critical project.

The man in the bright blue suit, receiving Dina’s signal, nodded and rose with resolve.

“Miss Sanderson, this is the most significant project for the second half of the year for the Sanderson Group. The Sanderson Group leads the new energy vehicle sector. Therefore, our team has made substantial investments in this project. Recent research from the National Physics Laboratory shows further advancements in new energy materials, and we’ve committed considerable resources.” At this point, the man’s tone shifted to one of sincerity.

He was no longer trying to challenge Harlee but instead seemed genuinely focused on finding a solution.

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