Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Yes!” The officer nodded, his gaze on Oscar turning frosty.
“No, ma’am, please take back your words; I know I was wrong.” Oscar tried to grab Louisa’s skirt.
Fortunately, Kenneth pulled Louisa behind him just in time: “You dare touch my wife’s dress?”
“No, no, I didn’t.”
“If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t realize your mistakes!” Kenneth rolled up his sleeves and gave him a good beating.
“Mr. Collins, please stop, stop.” Oscar covered his face with his hands and said, “You’re getting old; if you get hurt, I won’t be able to explain. If your sons come to settle accounts with me, I can’t bear it! Let someone else handle me. You calm down, calm down.”
“Who were you just cursing?” Kenneth was panting, but he had no intention of letting him go. “Say it, who were you cursing?”
“I, I, I was cursing myself.”
“If you want to protect your family, admit to what you’ve done!”
“Yes, Mr. Collins, whatever you say.” Oscar had no intention of resisting.
Kenneth kicked him again, sending him into a corner.
Getting old indeed, feeling tired just from a bit of action.
“Alright, you’re getting on in years; stop exerting yourself.” Louisa stepped forward, wiping the sweat off of her husband’s face, then gave Oscar a disgusted look.
“If he really touched your dress just now, I would have cut off his hand! This shameless man is doing all kinds of evil deeds! And still trying to escape punishment?”
He’s a beast!
Kenneth turned back around, glaring angrily at Oscar, saying, “Stay here and reflect on your actions!”
Oscar knew that begging wouldn’t do any good, so he just leaned against the corner, muttering, “Okay.”
After Kenneth and Louisa left, two interrogators walked in. Seeing Oscar all battered and bloody, they couldn’t help but ask the people around, “What the heck happened here?”
Did Kenneth and Louisa do this?
“I tripped and fell by myself Oscar hurriedly explained, “It has nothing to do with anybody else.”
Even though his face looked like it had been pounded, everyone knew that with the status of the Collins family, if they wanted someone to disappear, it could be done in the blink of an eye.
“Who asked you to be so blind?”
One of them didn’t know if he was scolding Oscar for offending the Collins family with his lack of foresight or for tripping over his own feet.
Oscar didn’t dare to clarify, only knowing that he had offended Mirabella and the Collins family; his life was basically over!
Man, why did that girl have to be the daughter of the Collins family?
No wonder she had such a strong aura!
That afternoon.
Mirabella walked into the production workshop and said, “Everyone, stop what you’re doing and listen up.”
The workers on the five production lines immediately stopped and silently watched her.
Even though Mirabella was only eighteen, her authority was awe–inspiring, and everyone instinctively obeyed her.
Looking at her, people couldn’t help but sigh. Their own children were still in high school, memorizing English words at eighteen, while Mirabella was already managing a company at the same age.
Life sure was unfair.
“Tomorrow is the day our company ships out. As you all know, because Oscar sold the designs to SY Fashion, we can’t sell the stock in our warehouse. I need everyone’s cooperation from here on.”
After Mirabella laid out her plan, everyone agreed, thinking that this young girl was incredible!
Dean couldn’t believe that Ms. Bennett had managed to convince everyone so quickly. He admired her. This girl was like the backbone of the company, and as long as she was there, people felt safe.
After making her rounds in the production workshop, Mirabella went to the design department.
Molly was slumped over her computer, looking listless.
“What’s up?” Mirabella came over and asked softly.
Molly straightened up suddenly and said, “Ms. Bennett, you’re here? I’m fine. It’s just.”
Mirabella’s gaze fell on her computer screen, which displayed the electronic registration form for a national design competition. The deadline for registration was 5 p.m., and it was already 4:50 p.m.
“Not joining?” Mirabella asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Ms. Bennett, you don’t know. This competition requires having an assistant.”
Although Molly wanted to prove herself through this competition under Mirabella’s encouragement, she lacked confidence and didn’t have an assistant. How could an unknown designer like her afford one?
She could barely make ends meet as it was!
“Has no one from the design department signed up?” Mirabella looked around at the others.
The designers quickly lowered their heads. They didn’t dare to join such a big national competition, fearing that they would not perform well.
Even though it’s an individual competition, they had to list their current employer when they signed up.
If they can bag a high rank, that would be the bee’s knees. But if they end up at the bottom of the pile, they were just dragging the company’s name through the mud!
And if they got canned because of it, that would be a real kick in the teeth.
As the clock ticked on, Molly felt a pang of regret. With a heavy sigh, she was about to close the webpage.
But just as her cursor hovered over the close button, Mirabella chimed in, “I’ll go with you.”
Her words had everyone in the design department, including Molly, bug–eyed. “Ms. Bennett, are you?”
The company’s big kahuna was going to be her assistant?
Was she dreaming?
“Ms. Bennett, you’re going to be a sidekick for Molly? Isn’t that a bit beneath you?”
“People’ll laugh their heads off if they find out!”
“Ms. Bennett, you’re the big cheese of the company; Molly doesn’t deserve.”
Mirabella didn’t bat an eye. “Just sign up.”
“Ms. Bennett.”
Before Molly could say anything more, Mirabella asked, “What, you think I can’t cut the mustard? Not up to snuff? Or are you worried I’ll drag down your rank?”
“No. Of course, Molly didn’t think any of those things; she just felt bad about having Ms. Bennett as her assistant.
“If you win, that’s the best thank–you I could ask for.”
Mirabella wanted to help her because of her unique perspective on design and her genuine love for the industry. Despite having seen its darker side, she never gave up on her dreams and continued to give it her all.
Although she lacked confidence and was not daring enough in her design thinking, Mirabella believed she had potential and talent and was worth investing in.
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