Chapter 18 You Will Fail

Although Gerard's features were very similar to Louis Wellington's, Wendy Cassia didn't connect him with the old man four years ago.

Hearing Vicki's words, Wendy Cassia turned her head helplessly and said seriously, "Don't say that outside, okay?"

It was rare for Wendy Cassia to talk to them in a serious tone. Today, the two kids seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter and nodded at the same time.

"Mommy, I promise I won't say it again." Vicki Cassia raised her three fingers, imitating the Chinese video on TV to swear.

It was hard to hide her smile and Wendy Cassia burst into laughter. After the green light, she restarted the car and said, "Let's go home."

The parent-child time was always short. When the dark curtain fell, everything was calm.

The next morning, Wendy Cassia got up early. After sending the children to school, she arrived at the company in advance.

No one in the design department had arrived yet. Looking at the empty seats, Wendy Cassia called for a send-out and placed a cup of hot coffee for each seat.

Gradually, the employees in the office sat on their seats one after another. Since Wendy Cassia's suggestion yesterday was good, everyone had a good impression of her and greeted her when they saw her.

"Good morning, Miss Wendy."

"Oh, is this coffee for us?"

"Great! I forgot to buy it."

Wendy Cassia looked at them friendly and said, "Yes, everyone. Just drink it and call me Wendy. Good morning, everyone."

"Thank you, Wendy!"

After they thanked her in one voice, Wendy turned around and walked into the office.

"Wendy is a great designer. I don't know if the rumor is true or not."

"I think it's fake. None of us thought of the suggestion she came up with yesterday."

"I think so."

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"Oh my God! How could there be such an irresponsible factory?"

The moment Franti Cassia entered the room, the atmosphere in the design department was broken.

The assistant appeared with a cup of tea in a hurry and followed her respectfully. "Director, what's wrong with you?"

"That factory is angry with me. They said that it was me who urged them to deliver the goods all day long that caused the quality problem. They didn't take the consequences. Oh my God, these people at the bottom are talking nonsense!"

The assistant remembered that since the factory started to work, she had been sent to urge the delivery. Franti Cassia did say that there was no need to be particularly exquisite for the clothes, as long as she could deliver the goods on time. Now that this matter happened, she had completely forgotten what she had said at that time.

Her shrill voice could be heard clearly even Wendy Cassia, who was a little far away from her.

After thinking for a while, Wendy Cassia opened the door. Leaning against the door frame, she smiled and said, "Miss Kelly, you are so angry. Did you get a cold-shoulder treatment?"

Franti Cassia, who was in a bad mood, was even more furious when she saw Wendy Cassia. She strode forward with an arrogant and domineering posture.

"Don't think that I'm going to lose. I'm going to solve this matter with Ainol now." She said confidently as if she could handle it.

Wendy Cassia raised her eyebrows and nodded, "Wait for the good news."

"Let's go!"

Franti Cassia left with her assistant, with a force that would never return until she got what she wanted.

Watching their receding figures, one of the designers asked curiously, "Wendy, do you think that Designer Kelly can solve the problem smoothly?"

With a faint smile on her lips, Wendy Cassia crossed her arms over her chest.

"No!"

This was a determined tone.

As expected, near noon, Franti Cassia walked in with anger. Her ten-centimeter high heels slammed on the ground, making a harsh noise.

She was angrier than she was in the morning.

Wendy Cassia had just finished a meeting with a group of designers when she hit the muzzle of the gun.

Glancing at them, Franti Cassia snapped, "I was bullied outside, but you were talking and laughing in the office?"

This inexplicable anger rushed over to them. Everyone looked at each other and did not dare to say anything, fearing that being carried out to preach.

Franti Cassia used to be like this in the office, but because she had the support of the boss, no one dared to confront her directly.

Wendy Cassia chuckled, "Let's go back to work."

After greeting, Wendy Cassia walked up to the woman in front of her with a smile on her face. "Miss Kelly was angry at Ainol. It's not a big deal to find someone to vent her anger when she comes back."

"You!" Franti Cassia's eyes widened and she gritted her teeth.

As Wendy said, she did have an unprecedented quarrel with them in the Ainol Group, but she was rendered speechless.

Seeing her angry face, Wendy Cassia chuckled and said, "You have made them suffer a lot. How could they be nice to you?"

Wendy Cassia's indifferent smile came into view. Franti's hands were shaking because she held them too tightly.

Noticing her palm, Wendy Cassia smiled and was about to go back to her office.

"If Designer Wendy is really so powerful, why don't you take action?" Franti Cassia sighed behind Wendy.

She stood still and looked at Wendy Cassia with sharp eyes. "I don't think Miss Wendy is capable enough, so you used the big client as an excuse in the meeting room to refuse this task!"

Wendy Cassia stopped smiling and became serious. She turned her head, with a sharp look in her light blue eyes. "I've never done things without benefits. I think Designer Kelly knows it very well."

Even that night four years ago, she was paid a big reward.

Franti Cassia's face changed when she has recalled the memory. She was not as arrogant as before. Panic could be seen in her eyes. She knew that as long as Wendy was here, she would definitely be frightened.

Noticing the expression on Franti's face, Wendy Cassia smiled awkwardly. "Two choices, one for Ainol and one for Mrs. Joshua. Designer Kelly should understand how the wise person chooses."

"I don't believe that I can't deal with Ainol without you!" Franti Cassia growled.

"You can't make it. It's inevitable."

Wendy Cassia said coldly and went straight into the office, ignoring Franti.

What did she mean by "inevitable"? Wendy looked down upon her too much?!

Choked with sobs, Franti Cassia glared at her receding figure, stamped her feet and ran out again. Wendy could do it, so could she. She must have a way to solve the problem...