All Her Secrets

Soon, everyone else left, leaving only Catherine and Leonel in the spacious chairperson’s office.

Knowing that it wasn’t the right time earlier with others around, Leonel finally mustered the courage to speak up. “Miss Swann, do you intend to shake up the Swann Corporation?” he asked.

Catherine casually reclined on the genuine leather sofa. “Something is decaying here. Should we let it fester instead of cutting it off?” she responded without even glancing at Leonel.

She was right, but the Swanns was not ordinary. It was inevitable for prestigious families to have their share of hidden secrets.

Moreover, Eskana culture placed a high value on familial connections. People often trusted their relatives and friends rather than hiring outside talent for important positions. Over time, this led to issues and problems within companies.

After giving it some thought, Leonel concluded that he should still remind Catherine so she could make the right decision. “Miss Swann, even when your grandfather was alive, he struggled with such matters. After all, every rose has its thorns. You should proceed with caution,” he advised.

A hint of coldness flickered across Catherine’s indifferent face, displaying her determination and pride. She smirked as she looked at the name of the finance manager on the document, her gaze icy and piercing.

She had to cut out the rot.

Out with the old, and in with the new.

Catherine had a few responsibilities at the Swann Corporation, overseeing a large team of talented individuals. If every decision had to go through the chairperson, what was the purpose of having these capable people?

The company would be fine even if there were no decision-makers for two or three months. The management team that Vicente hired would ensure the continuation of the company’s base operations.

However, achieving Catherine’s target of a 30% increase in stock price within three months seemed nearly impossible.

That goal could only be realized if Catherine found a project capable of rapidly boosting the Swann Corporation’s stock price and instilling significant hope in the shareholders. Otherwise, it would remain a mere fantasy.

Having waited for the past two days, Leonel couldn’t help but worry when he saw no signs of action from Catherine. He wondered if Catherine’s three-month plan was merely a temporary strategy or if she had other ideas in mind. Her calm demeanor was making him anxious.

I have a few documents here. Would

your grandfather’s friends. With their assistance, we might be able to secure some promising

her vintage phone and deftly played a

encountered an opposing team in the game, a squad

held a VSS sniper rifle, while the sniper on the opposite hill wielded a 98K rifle with a long-range scope of at

the sniper on the

helmet. If her enemies raised

the southeast corner, then turned her attention to the documents Leonel had placed before her, nodding as

“Looks good!”

Leonel leaned in to take a look at her phone and realized it was the same game his son had been playing

scope of the VSS and fired a volley of shots. Utilizing the silencer, she skillfully took down the opposing sniper with three

the opportunity and

that she has thrown smoke grenades, the enemies assumed she was scared and

known that she would make it to the door and, with a hand

were

she cheating? How is this even possible? VSS against

this account. If

have to

responded with boredom, smirking

her head, she noticed Leonel staring intently at

shot him

out since my son plays this game too. It seems you

popularity, with daily top-up volumes nearly surpassing those of a mobile game Catherine had developed in

work for the game she planned