Chapter: 1266

As if afraid that Rachel wouldn't believe him, Carson took out his new phone and showed it to her.

“It was a hassle, really," he complained.

"I asked my assistant to get a new one this morning, and

I came here as soon as I got the phone.”

There was still half an hour before the scheduled meeting time.

Rachel glanced at the phone in Carson's hand and eyed him coldly.

"You have twenty-eight minutes left," she reminded.

In the Bennet Group

When Rachel finished the meeting and returned to her office, she stood in front of the French windows and looked down, recalling the heated discussion among all departments just now.

Now that the welfare house project had begun with the participation of the Jimenez Group, the Bennet Group had received numerous benefits publicly. Gradually, one or two investors began considering joining their other projects.

The Bennet Group was getting better.

The people in the meeting also discussed the situation and had different opinions. One faction believed they should quickly Launch a new product line when the Bennet Group was popular to accelerate the project's progress, aiming that the Bennet Group would return to its prosperous state as soon as possible. The other faction disagreed and thought they should proceed slowly and be more selective in choosing projects and investors. They didn't want to be duped and lose what the Bennet Group had.

Everyone was firm with their beliefs and argued endlessly, making

Rachel very upset.

She wasn't good at scheming against others in the business circle.

The only reason she managed to keep the Bennet Group going was because of her promise back then.

Shelia had promised the real Rachel that she would always protect the

Bennet Group no matter what.

Knock, knock, knock.

The assistant opened the door, came in, and said, “Miss Bennet, I brought your coffee. No sugar and milk."

"Thanks." Rachel turned around and sat on the chair behind her desk.

She reached for the coffee cup and took a sip-the mellow taste of the ground coffee beans spread in her mouth, allowing her to relax.

"Miss Bennet, you have an appointment with the Tucker representatives in the Asian Pacific region at lunchtime," the assistant reminded.

"You don't look good. Did you sleep well last night?"

When she heard this, Rachel subconsciously touched and pressed the back of her neck. It was so sore.