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    “You’ve been invited by Cn Archer of Wraithwood Group.”


    Cn was the investor Corrine had once courted for Ashton Group.


    Corrine nced at the gilded invitation indifferently.


    “Just leave it on the desk.” The message was clear: she would be there.


    Natasha acknowledged with a nod.


    “If there’s nothing more, I’ll take my leave.”


    “Alright,” Corrine paused, then looked up at Natasha.


    “Is your mother returning soon?”


    Natasha tensed slightly at Corrine’s question. She took a moment to ponder it as she turned to face Corrine.


    “On the fifteenth of next month,” she finally responded.


    “Then the four of us will go pick up your mother together,” Corrine dered.


    This simple statement stirred a whirlwind of emotions within Natasha. She took a deep breath to steady her inner turmoil and nodded firmly.


    “I agree.”


    Since Corrine had taken the helm at thepany, numerous matters demanded her direct attention.


    At that time, Ford Group was pushing forward several major projects, with additional future developments in the pipeline.


    Throughout the morning, department managers entered and exited Corrine’s office from time to time, each carrying documents.


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    Among these, the project endorsed by Jolene faced the most scrutiny.


    “Miss Hond, do you think we should reconsider the spokesperson for the resort?” an executive asked from across Corrine’s desk. Since Jolene’s striking debut, rumors about her had swirled online.


    usations such as “school bully,”


    “bar dancer,” and “escort” frequently marred Ford Group’s social mediaments section. Someizens even bluntly alleged that Jolene had secured the endorsement through underhanded means.


    Luckily, the senior executives of Ford Group knew that thepany’s CEO was a woman; otherwise, they might have believed those rumors.


    While controversy often boosted visibility, no organization could withstand relentless negativity. If this continued, the resort’s reputation would suffer.


    Corrine set her pen down, meeting the executive’s gaze with an expressionless face.


    “So, who do you suggest we choose?” she asked, her voice calm, cool, and collected, yet with an underlying hint of frost.


    The resort executive hesitated. He had heard rumors about Jolene’s close ties to Corrine, and now, it seemed true. Why else would Corrine defend a model so staunchly?


    He studied Corrine’s expression carefully, then stammered, “Miss Hond, I’m not questioning your judgment. I just think we need to consider the long-term effects. We can’t only focus on the immediate publicity Jolene brings without considering its impact on the resort’s image.”


    “I’m a businesswoman. My focus is always on the return on investment,” Corrine responded, picking up her coffee for a sip.


    “Every time the haters attack, both Ford Group and the resort are mentioned. ording to thetest data, the resort has received one million booking requests up until earlier this morning. That’s the result I want.”


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