CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 114: THE DRAFT WAS SWITCHED

Zoe Quinn cleaned up the garbage on the floor, packed it into a bag, and stuffed it into the wardrobe. She looked in the mirror, tidied up her clothes, and did not wipe the traces of crying on her face. Instead, she let herself shed more tears.

The phone in her pocket rang, and she took it out to see the blueprints sent to her, along with a line of text. The smile on her lips became even wider.

"Miss Quinn, the items are in hand."

Serena Sullivan, Serena, what if you took my shares? What if you took the position of chief designer? The higher you climb, the harder you fall. In a few days, at the "Passionate Love" finalization meeting, you’ll have nothing. Even if you enter The Sullivan Corporation, you’ll still be worthless!

Ethan Grant got up early to wait for Serena Sullivan in the dining room. Once Serena finished eating, he lifted her from the wheelchair and took her downstairs.

The elevator clearly worked! Ethan Grant insisted on carrying her! In fact, she didn’t like Ethan Grant carrying her.

The feeling of being carried repeatedly by the man she loved, while being as powerless as a waste, is something no one would like!

She wanted to speak to Ethan Grant about these matters several times, but never spoke up.

When they arrived at The Grant Corporation, he carried her out of the car and all the way into her office.

In this way, everyone at The Grant Corporation knew how much Ethan Grant doted on her.

After sending Serena Sullivan to her office, Ethan Grant returned to his own office with Yvette Sterling.

At the desk, Ethan Grant took out a draft paper and handed it to Yvette Sterling.

"Deliver this to the design department."

Yvette Sterling opened the draft paper and saw the work and signature at the bottom. He was stunned, "Sir, you are..."

"She will definitely try to trap Serena again."

Ethan Grant said in a mild tone, contemplating.

Yvette Sterling understood what Ethan Grant wanted to do and went out to handle the matter.

After the incident with Young Master Xie, Zoe Quinn did not hide at home. Instead, she arrived at work on time. Throughout the day, she hunched over her desk, drawing and working, appearing very diligent.

A few days ago, Serena Sullivan asked Zoe Quinn to submit the initial draft, which she dragged her feet and refused to give. Now she’s working so hard, perhaps she’s getting anxious.

Serena Sullivan was too lazy to rush her since the final work would be decided in the The Grant Corporation meeting.

Today, Zoe Quinn was even more attentive to her, calling her "sister" sweetly whenever she saw her. It was as if they had always been happy before, with no necklace theft, no issue with Young Master Xie, and no shares of The Sullivan Corporation.

The more she saw Zoe Quinn like this, the more Serena Sullivan felt confident.

The finalization time was approaching, and Zoe Quinn pretended to work hard in the office, aiming to get what she wanted.

As expected...

Serena Sullivan returned home after work, pushing herself in a wheelchair to her desk.

In the drawer, she had put away her completed work a few days ago and hadn’t touched it since.

Serena Sullivan opened the drawer, where the drafts were neatly stacked. The marked areas clearly showed that someone had tampered with them.

The answer to who tampered with her drafts was obvious.

Wait!

The top draft clearly came into Serena Sullivan’s view. She was shocked and took it out to examine closely, then looked at the ones below. These weren’t the ones she had put in the drawer!