My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)

Chapter 394

Chapter 394 Don’t Be the Other Man

Donahueiel sat on the chair as firm as a mountain and lightly tapped the table with the pen in his hand.

In

the quiet conference room, the sound of “tap, tap, tap” seemed to strike on the heartstrings of everyone

. For a moment, everyone tensed up and felt their scalps go numb.

In the suffocating atmosphere, Donahueiel curled his lips into a sneer, and a shade of darkness flashed

under his eyes.

“It depends on the business value of the

partner and the basis of cooperation to decide whether to lobby. And now we must use manpower wisel

y.”

“The stock market continues to pay attention, and when necessary, it will be

recovered to maintain a stable turnover rate.”

“There is no need to interfere too much in public opinion and don’t waste your energy on self–

deceiving mouth coverings. Take the time to find the mastermind behind the scenes.”

“As for the person who resigned at this moment…”

Donahueiel let go of his hand, and the pen “popped” on the table, rolled, and finally fell to the floor. The

cap and the body of the pen separated in response.

“Give them two choices, for those who stay, the year–end bonus

will be doubled, for those who decide to leave, the Webster Group and its subsidiaries.

will never hire them.”

Everyone looked at the broken pen on the ground in fear and answered yes in a

low voice.

As soon as he got back to the office, the secretary already waited at the door and came forward to whis

per.

Donahueiel had no expression on his face. He buttoned up his suit slowly, pushed the door open, and

walked in.

Sitting on the sofa was a middle–

aged man with a round beer belly and a shiny face. Seeing Donahueiel coming in, he didn’t even raise

his eyelids as if he hadn’t heard of it.

“Mr. Cruz.”

Donahueiel sat down on the sofa on the other side.

Mr. Cruz patted his thigh exaggeratedly, “Little Donahueiel, when did you come back? Your sofa is so c

omfortable, it made me drowsy, HAHAHA…”

Little Donahueiel?

Donahueiel’s eyes were fixed, and the corners of his mouth were curled up mockingly.

Seeing that Donahueiel didn’t speak, the fat on

Mr. Cruz’s face stagnated and finally revealed his true face.

“You should be clear about the situation now. The illness is coming like a mountain. Even if the Webster

Group has the ability to turn around, the damaged vitality cannot be rectified in a short time.”

Donahueiel

rested his arms lazily on the armrest and rubbed his throbbing temples. “It seems that Mr. Cruz is willin

g to give charcoal in a timely

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manner?”

Mr. Cruz took it for granted that Donahueiel’s words were asking for help from others, not to mention ho

w happy he was, he opened his mouth like a lion.

“You and I have been friends for many years. It’s easy to help out, as long as

Mr. Webster gives up this amount of shares.”

Mr. Cruz said, making a gesture of two with his hand.

Naturally, the two would not be two percent, but twenty percent.

Donahueiel sighed softly, and pulled off his tie with one hand.

He stood up, condescendingly looked down at Mr. Cruz, who was visibly flustered, unbuttoned his cuffs

, and rolled them up to reveal his delicate wrist

bones.

Two minutes later, Mr. Cruz “rolled” out of the president’s office, with a shoe print on his belly–

torn white shirt.

“Donahueiel, don’t pretend to me! Do you think there will be someone more generous than me willing to

save you?”

Mr. Cruz got up cursing and ran into Alfred who was rushing over.

Alfred caught a glimpse of the shoe prints on Mr. Cruz’s body and knew

without thinking that he must have offended Donahueiel before being taught a lesson, and his complexi

on became awkward.

Mr. Cruz glanced at Alfred’s murderous face, but finally did not dare to say anything, and left in disgrac

e.

Alfred knocked on the door of the office, and got Donahueiel’s permission

before pushing the door in.

“Mr. Webster, we find the one who pulls the strings.”

Alfred stood respectfully in front of the table, took a peek at Donahueiel’s

expression, and continued.

“It’s the Smedley family.”

Donahueiel narrowed his eyes meaningfully, and his eyes fell on the computer

screen with interest.

In Longfellow Group’s Building, Marco White walked into Janet’s office with a

serious face and told her the news he had just received.

After Janet listened, Marco waved his hand, nodded and left.

With her hands behind her back, Janet’s eyes gleamed complicatedly. She took

out her mobile phone and finally made a call.

Soon, Donahue’s deep and magnetic voice came from the receiver.

“What’s up?”

Janet’s face looked much whiter in the morning light, and the corners of her

lips were slightly pursed, forming a calm arc. The thin back is straight, calm, and introverted from the in

side out, with a look of contempt that everything is

under control.

“Donahue, this time, you Ainsley have made a mistake.”

Janet’s fingers pinched the spoon and slowly stirred it in the coffee cup,

creating delicate ripples.

“Doris returned the entire contract intact.”

Donahue paused, thinking that Doris

didn’t dare to sign the contract because she was concerned about the high liquidated damages.

“Did you tell her that Multiple Star will bear all the liquidated damages?”

“I said it, but she still refused.” Janet took a sip of coffee. The warm liquid slid down her throat, soothing

her sleepy morning away from getting up early.

“Understood, I’ll take care of it.” After Donahue finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone.

“Doris has a boyfriend.” Janet said suddenly.

“Her boyfriend is from her agency, named Kade Jones. The two have been

together for a long time, you should think about it clearly.”

Even though it took nearly thirty years for Donahue nearly thirty years to

embrace the arrival of this love, Janet still didn’t want Donahue to test the

moral boundaries and interfere with other people’s relationships.

On the other end of the phone, Donahue had a sad chuckle on his face.

He had been looking for her for so many years, and he had already thought

clearly enough.

Donahue recalled the materials that Bryan had compiled a few days ago.

Doris was sweet and pleasant, especially with those big, wet eyes like a deer,

which fit the style of the heroine of the popular idol drama back then. With his

outstanding appearance, Doris was quickly signed by Kade.

It’s just that the scale of Skyline Entertainment is small and there are few outlets. Although Doris had e

xcellent conditions, she didn’t have enough opportunities to be exposed. Compared with the candidates

that big companies were promoting, she was not competitive enough, so she missed those opportuniti

es to gain popularity.

The replacement of celebrities in the entertainment industry is changing rapidly. Later, when world–

weary faces became popular, Doris was randomly stuffed into a girl group to be the main vocal. It was t

he first girl group that Skyline Entertainment tried to launch, and the girl group was unknown in the

end.

It was not until Janet recruited Doris to be a jewelry model that Doris finally touched the threshold of po

pularity.

But no one knows how much effort Doris put in to walk in front of Peaceral Jewelry’s camera, and how

much bitterness she swallowed.

Every time Donahue thought of these things, his chest felt stagnant for a while, unable to spit out or sw

allow.

“Back when Doris first entered the society, Kade directly signed a ten–

year contract with her. Although she was his girlfriend, seeing that she was not popular, he simply drag

ged her to drink with clients.”

“Many of them made things difficult for Doris and even took advantage of her. Kade also forced Doris to

endure.”

Donahue clenched his fists hard on the table, his knuckles turned white as if he was holding Kade’s thr

oat.

“Donahue, have you ever thought that maybe your feelings for Doris are just a kind of sympathy, not a r

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