Chapter 1380 Company Meeting


    “Mom, Ill exin why | was beating himter. Tell him to look for me if hees to our home.” Nigel whimpered slightly. “I’m so


    tired and need to get some extra shut-eye.”


    Brenda let out a sigh as she hung up the phone. My son has been experiencing a lot of stresstely due to his work, so | should


    give him some space.


    Suddenly, her phone rang again, and after ncing briefly at the disy, she answered the call with a gleeful expression. “Hey,


    Jovane!”


    “Brenda! | was able to ask the girl whose information you requested. She is currently single and has no boyfriend. Maybe you


    could set up a blind date for Nigel so they can get to know each other.”


    “Wonderful! I’m quite pleased with this girl, and I’ve noticed she has a pleasant personality since meeting her at the jewelry


    exhibitionst time and having a little chat with her.”


    “Exactly! Shees from three generations of schrs, is beautiful in the ssical sense, and has a ster personality. There is


    utterly zero ground for any criticism.”


    “Whenever | set Nigel up on blind dates, he reacts as though I’m pleading for his life. I’m worried he''ll turn me down.”


    “Oh, Brenda! Simply invite him to join you for dinner, but don’t tell him that this is a blind date. Maybe he''ll reconsider once he


    sees the girl at the table!”Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Brenda''s eyes brightened when she realized that her friend had a fantastic idea, and she knew she ought to give it a shot, so she


    responded, “Okay. Let''s do that. This Friday, we''ll all go out for dinner together, and you can ask that girl out while | ask my son


    out.”


    “Sure, no problem.”


    “It''s decided, then.” Brenda’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she ended the call. It would be wonderful if her son would get


    married this year so that she could have grandchildren in theing year.


    While having breakfast at the Silverstein Residence with his two daughters, Brandon’s gaze briefly strayed in their direction. He


    turned to Queenie and asked, “Queenie, are you avable at noon? Come join me at a meeting.”


    “What sort of meeting, Dad?”


    “I''d like you toe along and sit in on apany meeting,” he replied.


    When Bonnie heard his words, sheined, “Why can’t |e, Dad?”


    “Bonnie, stay at home with your mother and listen to me,” he persuaded.


    “What''s the reason that Queenie gets to go and | don’t?” A growing sense of resentment caused Bonnie to m her spoon on


    the table.


    “Bonnie, your dad is getting older and is hoping to find someone to manage thepany’s affairs on his behalf. Queenie


    attended business school, so she is more qualified than you to join thepany and oversee operations,” Maggie consoled her.


    Bonnie’s frustration was amplified by that remark. Does this imply that my father intends to hand over thepany to her rather


    than me?


    “Dad, | may not have the same credentials as Queenie, but | can run the business just as well, so please let mee along,”


    she insisted.


    Maggie and Brandon exchanged nces before she said, “Alright! You can join them!”


    Bonnie finally picked up her cutlery and resumed her meal with contentment, but she soon discovered that her appetite was


    gone, even though the meal was delectable. It turned out that her parents had decided long ago to hand over the business to


    Queenie. Were they prejudiced against her because of herck of education?


    “Okay, we''ll leave after breakfast.”


    At the Silverstein Familypany headquarters, a summary meeting was taking ce to conduct a semi-annual stocktaking.


    Since both Bonnie and Queenie came to the meeting merely as observers, they were given seats at the end. After taking a seat,


    Bonnie saw that Queenie was perusing the report on their performance that had been sent in.


    After picking up the report, Bonnie flipped through a few pages and was astounded to see that, aside from the handful of words


    written in the localnguage at the introduction, the rest of the report was written in a foreignnguage. She had no idea what the


    numbers on the pages meant, but it was like reading a Bible verse.


    Frustrated, she looked furtively at Queenie, who was reading the pages intently as if she understood them. It brought out an


    intense feeling of jealousy and anxiety in Bonnie’s heart. If Queenie was as good as she imed to be, how could she beat


    Queenie for thepany’s management position?