Chapter 45


    “Thank you for your kind words.” The young designer in question tucked her hair behind her ear and


    stood up.


    Though immensely gratified, she couldn’t help the pang of guilt that tightened her chest. Even she had


    always thought that Natalie’s designs were outstanding, and far better than hers.


    “Why are you thanking me? You achieved this with your talents. The previous design that was


    presented to me was a far cry from this. That one was out of date and boring. There was nothing


    special about it at all. I couldn’t believe someone had wasted ink and paper on such pathetic scribbles.


    In fact, I don’t understand why your department had taken in such a person in the first ce.”


    Cassie tossed the papers back to the folder and took a sip of coffee. Her movements caused her


    Chanel bracelet to clink against her Cartier watch.


    Everyone turned silent and threw surreptitious nces at Natalie. It was clear to them that Cassie was


    purposely insulting her.


    Natalie only clutched her skirt and lowered her eyes, saying nothing.


    She was painfully aware of the fact that Cassie was here to humiliate her in front of other people.


    But she was now their client, and if Natalie defended herself, it would only make things worse.


    She could feel her cheeks grow hot, but she did her best to keep her temper.


    “I’m talking about you, Miss Quinn,” Cassie snapped all of a sudden.


    Her tone was sharp and biting, especially after seeing that Natalie wasn’t reacting to her barbs.


    Cassie wanted the woman to be humiliated in public and flee the design business for good.


    Just then, a knock came at the door.


    Before anyone could do or say anything, Garrett opened the door and walked into the room.


    “Ah. Excuse me, but who are you?” he asked Cassie coldly. “I’m pretty sure that you’re not the person


    in charge of the design department over at Color Company. What are you doing in this meeting?”


    Cassie’s nostrils red. “I am the girlfriend of Jason Gentry, the CEO of Color Company,” she dered


    haughtily.


    Garrett only raised an eyebrow before striding to the head of the table. When he sat down, his


    demeanor had turned serious. “And what position do you hold at Color Company, exactly?”


    Embarrassed, Cassie put down her coffee cup and said, “I hold no position for the time being.”


    Her goal was to marry into a rich and powerful family. Why would she work for anypany? The only


    reason why she was involved in this project in the first ce, was because she had seduced Jason into


    letting her do so.


    Garrett pushed his sses against the bridge of his nose. “Your rtionship with Mr. Gentry is your


    private matter, but this coboration project is a business affair between twopanies. You’re just his


    girlfriend. You are in no position to determine which designs are going to be used, let alone nder our


    employees and ourpany.”


    Cassie flushed, humiliated.


    Who the hell was this man? How could he insult her in public like this?


    The more she looked at him, the more he seemed familiar. Cassie thought that she had seen him in a


    magazine before, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.


    Nevertheless, she shot up to her feet and glowered at him. “You have offended me greatly. You can


    rest assured that I will be telling Jason about this. You can say goodbye to this damn coboration


    once and for all.”


    Garrett sneered at her, unfazed. “Be my guest.”


    He had to admit that he was quite taken aback by this woman’s arrogance and profound stupidity. He


    couldn’t believe that Jason Gentry, who was a reputable CEO by his own right, had such terrible taste


    in paramours.


    Gritting her teeth, Cassie grabbed her purse and stormed out of the conference room.


    Just as she said, she headed directly to Jason’s ce.


    Where else would she go? She hadints to air out.


    “Jason! Are you aware that the people at Larson Group are nothing but bullies? They actually kicked


    me out! And that man wearing sses actually dared to yell at me in front of everyone! Color Company


    is one of the best clothingpanies in the country, but it looks like they don’t take you seriously,


    honey.”


    Cassie was scantily d at this point, having shed most of her clothes when she had thrown herself at


    Jason. She clung to his arm now, pressing her breasts against him as she whined coquettishly.


    Jason was busy ying games on his phone and didn’t even turn to look at her. “Hmm? The man with


    sses? Are you talking about Garrett?”


    “You know that guy? Do you think you can make the Larson Group fire him? He insulted me in public. I


    was so mortified!” Cassie looked up at him angrily.


    In hindsight, Cassie realized that her mockery of Natalie was nowhere near enough to make up for the


    insults she herself had taken.


    Jason gaped at her. Apparently, his girlfriend was a very ignorant woman. The Harding family was one


    of the four great families in the city, and its three recent generationsprised of corporate geniuses.


    Not to mention, the Larson Group was a conglomerate of an overwhelming scale, and Garrett was the


    second-inmand. In contrast, Jason was merely the CEO of a local business. How was he


    supposed to get Garrett fired?


    “I don’t have the power to cancel the project, and Garrett is not just some small-time nobody. I can’t


    touch him. Very few people can.”


    “I don’t care how you do it, but you must find a way to keep this project from happening!” Cassie


    wailed. “And I want to make that man disappear from the Larson Group for good!”


    She had already made threats of canceling the project in a bid to throw shade at Natalie. If she failed in


    seeing this through, on top of having to flee with her tail between her legs, Cassie might have no face


    to show anyone in the future.


    This time, Jason scowled. Although Cassie was haughty and reckless at times, he had truly thought


    that she still had some sense in her. Now, she was simply being unreasonable. He didn’t care for it at


    all.


    “Well, let me think about it,” he muttered begrudgingly.


    No sooner had he uttered the words than his phone began to ring. “I have to get that,” he said,


    gesturing for Cassie to be quiet.


    Jason got out of bed and answered the call while putting his bathrobe on.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .