Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 218

"Stanley, get in touch with the other party. I need someone to replace Douglas within two days."

I had already talked to Stanley about replacing Douglas, but finding the right talent was tough. And even if we found them, convincing them to switch jobs was another story.

But now that Douglas was out, we couldn't waste any time.

After laying out his requirements, Christopher looked at me and asked, "Do you think I'm being too demanding?"

I shook my head. "Stanley might actually enjoy the challenge!"

Someone with Stanley's skills probably loved tough tasks to get that sense of accomplishment.

Christopher smiled slightly at my response.

"Is everything okay with Mr. Campbell? Do we need to follow up on anything?" I couldn't help but worry about the people behind him.

Christopher's gaze softened as he looked at me. "Are you asking about the people behind him? You're right, it's my mother!"

I frowned. I had a hunch. Faye seemed gentle on the surface, but she had a strong desire to control everything about Christopher, wanting him to follow the path she had laid out for him.

But if she wanted an outstanding son, she had to realize that a truly exceptional person wouldn't be someone without their own opinions.

So, I always felt that Faye hadn't figured out a lot of things.

"Is it really okay to deal with Douglas like this?" I asked, concerned.

Christopher's smile turned mocking, his eyes filled with desolation. "In the past, I wasn't strong enough, so I had to follow her arrangements. But now, everything is no longer under her control."

In other words, he had long since broken free from her grasp.

Since he said so, I felt relieved.

In my eyes, there was nothing Christopher couldn't achieve if he set his mind to it. Besides, he spoke with such confidence.

As for Douglas, he would face the consequences of his actions. From the financial reports, it was clear he had been embezzling from AutoForge Workshop for quite some time. Christopher had tolerated him, but Douglas had only become more brazen.

Stanley, as expected, arranged for a newcomer to replace Douglas within the stipulated time. The new person immediately dealt with those who had colluded with Douglas and fired a batch of unproductive old employees.

Then, they hired new people, bringing fresh energy to the team. With Gearhead's designs as support, the project made significant progress.

During this period, Faye also approached me.

Perhaps it was because I had successfully arranged several matchmaking events and managed to prevent Christopher from offending the daughters of prominent families with his sharp tongue, reducing the risks considerably.

This gave Faye the illusion that I was highly capable.

Otherwise, why would she think that a mere secretary like me could decide on personnel appointments and even want me to place someone by Christopher's side?

This time, I was at a loss.

Douglas's arrest and the evidence against him weren't gathered overnight. Timothy, the financial officer at AutoForge Workshop, was Christopher's planted mole, who had collected evidence over a long period.

It was hard to remove Douglas, and if someone else were placed in his position now, all of Christopher's efforts would be in vain.

I could only find excuses to stall, avoiding a direct promise or outright refusal.

About ten days later, the new smart car model was unveiled.

Standing in the CEO's office, I could clearly sense Christopher's joy.

He was even playing with the model in his hands, his expression like that of a boy who had just received a precious toy.

Feeling good, I praised, "Thanks to Gearhead, this model is excellent and completed in less than half the expected time. With such talent, we can look forward to the first, second, and third generations..."

Christopher's smile deepened, his handsome features relaxed. He couldn't bear to put the model down. "You're right. Gearhead is a genius. With such talent, I don't have to worry about future models!"

"Gearhead and Mr. Collins have achieved great things together. They say a good horse needs a good rider, and even the smartest person needs someone who understands them. Mr. Collins, you are that person!"

During the ten days of collaboration, all communication was through email, indicating that the other party couldn't appear in person. If Christopher had rejected their proposal initially, we wouldn't have achieved such perfect cooperation.

Christopher looked at me, and for a moment, I felt an extreme gentleness in his gaze. "When did you become so good at complimenting people?"

It was just a moment. So quick that I thought I must have imagined it.

How could Christopher look at a secretary like me with such an affectionate gaze? Fortunately, his next teasing, slightly sharp comment brought me back to reality.

"I'm just stating the facts. Mr. Collins, you really misjudged me. If everything goes smoothly, we should be able to start mass production soon, right?"

Christopher nodded. "Yes, keep an eye on the progress and quality."

"Don't worry, Mr. Collins!" I assured him immediately.

It was clear that Christopher valued this project highly. He had invested a lot of time, effort, and resources into it, so it had to succeed.

Christopher nodded in satisfaction.

I left the office, feeling good.

I had been so busy lately that I hadn't seen Paula in a while. Today, I decided to celebrate.

I contacted Paula, and she happened to be free in the afternoon, so we arranged to meet.

As for the location, I had previously dined at the Summit Grand Hotel and raved about the food to Paula. She had generously said she would take me there next time.

So, we agreed to meet at the Summit Grand Hotel.

Paula booked a private room, and I headed straight there.

I almost bumped into someone at the corner.

The person was in a hurry, and as we nearly collided, the documents in her hands fell to the ground, with a blueprint fluttering out.

"I'm sorry..." I quickly bent down to help pick up the blueprint, not even seeing who I had bumped into.

But when I saw the blueprint, I froze.

My heart skipped a beat.

Could this be Gearhead?

The other party was mysterious, and we had only communicated via email.

I instinctively thought the person in front of me was Gearhead because the blueprint was identical to one I had received in an email.

I couldn't help but look at the person, a smile of delight on my face.

But when I saw her face, my expression froze.

I could hardly believe it!