Chapter 96: Chapter 96

"Hmm, I just saw that auntie." Evan Quinn said, pursing his lips. Actually, he had already seen Vera Yates clearly when she just arrived at the door. Seeing this woman truly startled him; he initially thought of hiding, but since the other party could find her way here, it meant she already knew of his existence. Instead, he acted naturally, not revealing any flaws.

"She said she is a friend of your mommy, and these gifts are for you."

Teacher Cole looked at Evan Quinn. This child possessed a maturity beyond his age and was deeper in thought than other kids.

"She is not mommy’s friend!"

With a cold statement, Teacher Cole’s body froze for a moment. Looking into those clear eyes, there was no hesitation, much less joking.

A layer of fine cold sweat rose on her back as a feeling of panic crept in. If these two weren’t friends, just as Evan Quinn said, what was this visit for?

Could it really be because of a man...

Teacher Cole held Evan Quinn in her arms, gently patting his back, murmuring softly, "From now on, if you see that auntie, walk away. Don’t believe what she says."

Despite having a face that looked pure and kind, Teacher Cole always felt uneasy, fearing this woman might harm Evan Quinn.

Evan Quinn nodded lightly, smiling sweetly, "Don’t worry, I’m not that easy to be tricked away."

Sienna Quinn sat in the office. As time progressed, the review with HR Group also drew near, and she became even more attentive to this matter.

"President Yates hasn’t returned yet? The final review is the day after tomorrow." Sienna Quinn said to Danielle Carter, who shook her head repeatedly. Axel Yates had not returned ever since traveling overseas this time.

Sienna Quinn sighed, wondering if the French branch really encountered such difficulties without her.

She opened her computer and initiated a video call.

"President Quinn, ah-ha~" As soon as the video was opened, darkness was all around. With a click, a young girl with pigtail braids appeared on screen, looking drowsy, clearly not fully awake, awakened by Sienna Quinn’s video call.

Hearing the woman yawn, Sienna Quinn felt a bit embarrassed, scratching her head, having forgotten about the time difference.

"President Quinn, you’re calling so late, don’t tell me you miss me."

"What’s going on at the branch? President Yates hasn’t returned all this while?"

After Sienna Quinn finished speaking, Chiara Thorne was stunned for a moment. Her originally sleepy eyes became clearer, but doubt lingered in them.

"President Yates hasn’t come. Didn’t you arrange everything before leaving? The French branch is still operating according to your system, and the company is doing well now."

"President Yates didn’t go?" Sienna Quinn frowned; she hadn’t expected that Axel Yates hadn’t gone to the French branch. So where had he been all this time?

"Did President Yates mention going to the branch?" Chiara Thorne looked puzzled as Sienna Quinn shook her head, ending the video call.

Sienna Quinn’s doubts grew more intense. If Axel Yates hadn’t gone, why deceive her?

With questions in her heart, she hung up the call.

Nolan Shaw entered with the new project group’s proposal, seeing Landon Lawson standing by the window, seemingly lost in looking outside.

"President Lawson, here’s the new proposal for you to review." He handed over the documents.

Landon Lawson took it, seriously examining every detail. This time, he couldn’t help but nod repeatedly in satisfaction.

"This design is excellent, very different from our previous styles."

Nolan Shaw felt very pleased, hearing Landon Lawson’s praise wasn’t easy, "This time it’s designed by newly recruited college graduates, sharp-minded and innovative. Unless anything goes awry, we should secure this partnership."

As excited as Nolan Shaw looked, Landon Lawson appeared far from relaxed, weighed down by concerns, and his hand involuntarily clenched the document.

"President Lawson, are there any other concerns on your mind?"

Nolan Shaw had worked alongside Landon Lawson for years, understanding his every expression and movement. What was troubling him now? Thɪs chapter is updated by nοvelfire.net

Landon Lawson suddenly lifted his head, casting a calm gaze at Nolan Shaw, "What are your thoughts on last time’s plagiarism incident?"

Upon mentioning the previous incident, Nolan Shaw’s heart skipped a beat, and he spoke heavily, "Regardless of the circumstances, the project leader was one of ours at the time, and such actions violated principles. But HR Group mentioned that acquiring design solutions so easily from us indicated a lack of governance on their part. For Zenith Group, inadequate governance is a deal-breaker, so our confidence isn’t unwarranted."

Landon Lawson narrowed his eyes, recognizing, as Nolan Shaw stated, that in the business world, regardless of others’ opinions on Yates Group, securing HR Group’s endorsement was key.

But Landon Lawson shook his head, "I’m considering whether to forgo this partnership."

"Forgo? That would significantly impact us. This is our best chance to introduce our products overseas. Besides, the board would certainly oppose such a decision." Nolan Shaw grew tense—HR Group’s partnership was this quarter’s major event. Securing it would greatly influence the Group.

Landon Lawson’s gaze deepened, and his brow furrowed; it wasn’t a decision he could make lightly, "We’ll discuss it later!"

A message arrived. Landon Lawson took out his phone, and his gloomy expression instantly dissipated, fingers typing swiftly over the screen.

Nolan Shaw found it intriguing—when did the boss become so fond of texting?

In the past, his personal phone almost seemed ornamental, even Vera Yates needed to contact him through Nolan Shaw.

"President Lawson, why have you taken to using your phone so much lately?"

"Building a bond with my son."

Having a son truly changes things, Nolan Shaw mused, then remembered something, "President Lawson, the gifts you bought for your wife and young master at the mall last time haven’t been given yet."

"Hmm, I’ll deliver them tonight!"

Landon Lawson’s lips curved slightly, forming a pleasant arch with his almond-shaped eyes.

Even he hadn’t realized how evident the joy in his eyes was. This mild expression, now rare on his face, emerged clearly.

Nolan Shaw found himself momentarily stunned, suddenly realizing that Sienna Quinn still held significant influence over him. This time, her return, whether for better or worse, remained uncertain.