Chapter 200
While the poor worked hard to make a living, the rich were happy to sit in tall buildings and give
commands.
Maurice was one of these people. He was in a meeting on the top floor of the Moran Group building.
Sitting in a chair, Maurice looked seriously at his phone and frowned. Reporting to him was the
manager of the Sales Department, who was sweating from nervousness.
What was wrong? Was Mr. Moran unsatisfied with thepany’s profit this quarter? Why did he look
so grave? Thepany’s profits had increased by 30%, but he was making a face like they were about
to go bankrupt.
The Moran Group’s senior leaders were stiff with anxiety. They didn’t know that their boss’s mind was
on other things.
Maurice looked down at the photos of Eliana that Wyatt had sent him. Anger sparked in his heart.
Was she really happy being a waitress? She smiled brightly at male customers.
Maurice’s face grew darker and darker. The director of the Publicity Department, who had been
confidently giving a speech on the stage, panicked.
“Mr. Moran, this is the product promotion n proposed by our Publicity Department. Do you have any
suggestions?” the director asked cautiously.
Maurice finally looked away from his cell phone. “Your n is not bad, but…”
Maurice spoke sharply and pointed out several ws in the n. No one in the room could have
guessed that he hadn’t been paying full attention.
After the meeting, Maurice returned to his office, depressed.
He wanted to know how Eliana was doing in the restaurant, but he couldn’t go there to visit her
because it would be embarrassing.
Irritated, Maurice blurted out, “Corbin, go to Moonlight to check on Eliana.”
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No one answered.
“Boss, Mr. Jenkins is still in the hospital,” Maurice’s new assistant reminded him after a while.
Damn it! How could he forget that Corbin was still in the hospital?
The new assistant said carefully, “Boss, you just mentioned Moonlight. Do you want to order some
food?”
Maurice’s mood worsened. It seemed nothing was going his way recently.
The Personnel Department had assigned him a new assistant, whose name was Leo Stoner. Maurice
thought that he was not nearly as good as Corbin.
Maurice waved his hand and said, “You can leave now.”
Leo felt lucky to escape. He quickly walked out and closed the door.
A momentter, Leo opened the door again.
“What is it this time?” Maurice said impatiently.
“Boss, Nicole, the celebrity, is here…”
Nicole?
What was she doing here?
Maurice was confused.
Leo looked embarrassed as he said, “Boss, Nicole is heading to your office and she looks very
angry…”
To be exact, Nicole looked like she was determined to get even with someone.
When Leo stepped out of the office again, he was face to face with a beautiful woman who had an irate
expression. It was Nicole.
Maurice’s eyes lit up and he got an idea.
“Call Nicole in. I want to talk to her.”
Leo breathed a sigh of relief and called Nicole in.
Nicole did not hesitate to sit opposite Maurice and immediately demand, “Why did you ask Wyatt to
walk me down the red carpet?”
Nicole watched Maurice closely. She suspected that he knew about what had happened between her
and Wyatt, and that he had set her up on purpose.
“Wyatt is my friend and his status met your requirement. Why shouldn’t he rece me?”
Maurice was calm.
“Is that why you came here today?”
Nicole withdrew her suspicion and said calmly, “Last time I said that if I wronged that little designer, I
would let her p me back. I always keep my word.”
Maurice didn’t think she would keep her promise, but this was a good opportunity.
“Okay, but Eliana is not in the Moran Group now,” Maurice said inly.
“Then where is she?”
Maurice raised the corners of his mouth and asked in a meaningful tone, “Do you want to see her? I
can take you to her.”