Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426 “Let me be generous and give you a chance, Amarican lady. If you apologize to me now, I could waive off whatever happened before,” taunted Amy condescendingly, even poking Catelyn’s chest with her finger. “Otherwise, when the project staff name list is announced this afternoon, I’ll get Uncle Ivan to fire you, regardless of the reason!”

Catelyn’s eyes were glossed with faint traces of tears.

“Did your mom not teach you that it’s rude to point at people? Is this how people from Franch behave?” scoffed Catelyn.

Amy’s pupils dilated at this remark, yet she quickly regained her smug attitude. “Well, get ready to pack your bags and roll off, then!”

Catelyn looked at her, expressionless. “You look certain about that. Let’s see, then.” “You !”

“Move along, don’t block my way.”

After a few hours, the representative of Mason Group left VSA Company while the director’s assistant had decided on the name list of staff for the project.

Amy, while she waited for the name list eagerly, also looked forward to Catelyn failing the selection.

To her absolute horror, Catelyn’s name was the first one on the list! “How is this possible?” The furious Amy pointed at Catelyn and indignantly hissed, “What did you do to have bribed the director’s assistant?”

Catelyn and Jolene exchanged looks, both too lazy to respond to her. Seeing the both of them were about to leave, Amy hurriedly stopped them in their tracks.” Stop! Are you hooking up with the director’s assistant?”

Silently, Catelyn’s expression hardened. She wanted to say something in retaliation, but Jolene had beaten her to it, saying, “Amy, you’re always talking about pulling wires, but didn’t you join the company the same way, too?”

A few other colleagues shot questioning glances their way the moment Jolene said this, causing Amy to redden in anger.

Meanwhile, in Ivan’s office, Amy vented her frustration to Ivan.

“Uncle Ivan, you should find an excuse to fire Catelyn! She’s a low-class Amarican, and she doesn’t deserve to be included in such an important project.”

Ivan was a 35-year-old man.

Even if it was already autumn, he still wore shorts and flip-flops out of habit. Nonetheless, his capabilities were exemplary. The team that he led had won numerous awards, which was why the company never really bothered about what he wore to work.

Frowning at Amy, he pensively replied, “The owner of Mason Group is from Sapphire City, and this project has to include participation from the Amaricans.”