Chapter 17 He Looked Like Her Brother Very Much

Louis Wellington's words drew everyone's attention to Wendy Cassia.

At this time, wasn't it the best opportunity to push the chief designer out?!

Franti Cassia, who had been depressed, suddenly came to her senses. If she could push this matter to Wendy, and if she couldn't complete it, she would take the opportunity to kick her out of the company on the excuse of incompetence. Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?

Rolling their eyes, several designers spoke before Franti Cassia opened her mouth.

"Designer Wendy, you are the leader of the design department now. I think you have a solution, right?"

"Yes, yes."

In order to prevent themselves from being burnt by the fire, the members of the design department all asked Wendy Cassia to take responsibility.

Hearing that, Wendy Cassia smiled and said, "I haven't participated in this matter from beginning to end. According to the rules, I'm not qualified to stand out. What do you think, Director Franti?"

Franti Cassia didn't expect that Wendy would say that. Her face changed slightly and she forced a smile.

"Wendy, you are now a member of the design department. Now that something has happened, you shouldn't have stayed out of it, right?" After saying that, Franti Cassia looked away.

She even felt embarrassed.

Wendy Cassia smiled and closed the laptop in front of her. With her hands crossed under her chin, she looked at Louis and said softly, "I can deal with this matter, but what can I get?"

After saying that, she looked at Franti Cassia expectantly.

Franti Cassia felt uneasy being stared at by Wendy. It took her a long time to meet Wendy's calm gaze.

"What do you want?"

Wendy Cassia pursed her thin lips into a straight line and said, "I heard that Mrs. Joshua is under the control of Director Franti."

How could her hand stretch so long?!

"No way!" Franti Cassia refused without hesitation.

Relly Joshua was a wealthy British businessman who cooperated with China all year round and had a huge population base. Mrs. Joshua often followed Relly to China for negotiation, leading a lot of Chinese ladies to customize clothes. Naturally, Franti Cassia wouldn't give up such a big customer.

As expected, Wendy Cassia shrugged and said, "In that case, please deal with it by yourself."

She totally ignored Louis Wellington. If she couldn't get what she wanted, she wouldn't make a move.

"I'll handle it myself!" To keep the big client, Mrs. Joshua, Franti Cassia had to deal with this difficult project.

Louis Wellington didn't ask Wendy any more questions. He just ordered, "There is only one week left for negotiation. Just solve it."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door. But before he left, a deep sight fell on Wendy Cassia, and no one noticed it.

After the boss left, the other designers also left.

"Director, you must deal with it well. I'm really afraid that our boss will let us bear the loss."

"God bless you to solve this problem."

Several designers who got along well with Franti Cassia talked with her for a while and then left.

Franti Cassia was still sitting in her seat, unable to walk for a long time. She had no idea how to deal with this matter.

Wendy Cassia stood up slowly and glanced at her coldly. "I didn't expect that Franti would also be troubled sometimes."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Franti Cassia glared at her, not to be outdone.

With a smile, Wendy Cassia picked up the document and said, "Well, I wanted to give you some advice because we are the old acquaintances, but now it seems that you don't need it." Then she turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

When the chair was pushed away, she felt Franti Cassia walking behind her. "What's your idea?"

But she didn't seem to ask for it at all.

Wendy Cassia turned around, looked straight into her eyes and said word by word, "Since there is something wrong with the goods, you can go to the factory first. Listen to the explanation of the factory, and then go to find the right solution for Ainol. Now that my words have come to this, Director Franti should know what to do."

After saying that, Wendy Cassia left with a smile. Franti could only see her slender figure with disgust.

Franti Cassia just wanted to tear this woman into pieces as soon as possible. As long as Wendy was alive, Franti had to worry about her.

However, now, she could only deal with the affairs of the Ainol Group first and then deal with her.

Thinking of this, Franti suppressed her anger and went to the factory.

The sunset of the setting sun sprinkled into the window sill like gold. After saving the revised design draft, Wendy Cassia stretched herself and walked to the window. Looking at the auspicious clouds in the sky, she smiled. A lot of things seemed to have happened today!

She looked at the clock on the wall and thought it was time to pick up the kids.

Wendy Cassia took her handbag and walked out of the office.

In the school.

As soon as Gerald Cassia and Vicki Cassia saw Wendy, they ran up to her.

"Mommy." Vicki's soft voice swept over Wendy's tiredness.

Gerald Cassia stood aside with his hands in pockets, looking at his mother with concern. "Mommy, you must be tired today."

Only in the face of the two babies would Wendy Cassia relax her vigilance. She held the two babies' hands and got into the car.

Franti Cassia happened to see this scene when she passed by.

She took out her phone and zoomed in to take photos of the two cute babies.

Wendy Cassia didn't notice that and drove away.

Franti Cassia looked at the faces of the two children on the phone. Although they were a little blurry, the investigation should be enough. Gerald really looked like Louis, so she had to be on guard against them.

In the car, Gerald Cassia found a magazine with the cover of Louis Wellington.

Vicki Cassia's eyes suddenly lit up. Fleshy hands pointed at the man on the cover, "Brother, this handsome uncle looks like you."

Then she took the magazine and showed it to Wendy Cassia. "Mommy, do you think they look like each other?"

Through the rearview, Wendy Cassia could vaguely see that the person on the cover was Louis Wellington. Her face changed slightly. "Don't talk nonsense. We can't afford to offend this man!"

"Louis Wellington, what a familiar name!" Gerald murmured. He was smart and had a good memory. As long as he was mentioned something, he would definitely remember it.

Worried that he would say something earth-shaking again, Wendy Cassia took the magazine back when the traffic light turned red. "Well, don't read it anymore. Just take the car."

Blinking his big watery eyes, Vicki Cassia pouted and said, "But... I think he is very suitable to be our father."