Chapter: 381

The resort project encompassed several sub-sections including dining, accommodation, and entertainment facilities, each requiring different contractors. Bethany had a full plate managing all these aspects.

She had taken on these responsibilities herself to boost her project bonuses.

"Ms. Holt, here are the designs for some of the amusement facilities. They've just been finalized," said the project coordinator, presenting her with the documents.

Bethany examined them carefully, her expression turning thoughtful.

"Consider reducing the number of these more extreme attractions. Most of our visitors will be quite distinguished. Do you think they'd really appreciate a high-speed roller coaster?"

“They do enjoy some thrills!"

"I understand your company could profit greatly from these attractions," Bethany responded frankly, leaving no room for argument.

"My concern isn't about the budget increase for these features. It's the risks involved. If you're prepared to take full responsibility for any potential issues, then I'll consider your proposal."

The coordinator quickly waved his hands, chuckling nervously. "Well, if you insist, Ms. Holt, how could I possibly argue? I'll make the adjustments."

“Thank you," Bethany acknowledged with a nod, returning the plans to him before moving on to inspect other areas of the site.

Construction was progressing rapidly following the demolition. The swifter the pace, the more diligently Bethany felt she needed to supervise, ensuring the workers were aware that their efforts were being monitored closely.

She spent most of the day engrossed in her work, and it was nearly sunset when she finally noticed her growing hunger and decided it was time to head back to the hotel.

Covered in dust, she stopped at the restroom to clean up before leaving. Inside, she inadvertently caught snippets of a conversation about her.

“I heard Ms. Holt is married and has a child, but no one's ever seen her husband. I bet she's just a mistress, someone's kept woman, which is why her husband is never around."

"Yeah, I've noticed she never brings any family to the company events. And honestly, with her looks, I wouldn't be surprised if she took some shortcuts. She climbed the ranks way too fast; it can't all be clean."

Bethany maintained her composure, finished washing her hands, and then approached the stall from where the voices emanated. She knocked gently on the door.

"Who's there? This stall is occupied!"

“Bethany Holt."

Bethany could hear the collective gasp.

Clearly, they didn't anticipate that a director would still be on duty at this hour. Moreover, Bethany had overheard their conversation and caught them red-handed.

They stood in stunned silence for several seconds, before the door of the cubicle finally opened.

They exchanged nervous glances.

Bethany recognized these two girls. They were accountants assigned by the company.

“Tell me, whose mistress am I supposed to be? I'd love to hear it."