Georgia went to see Violet first, embellishing the story as she unloaded her frustrations about Victoria. Then she handed over the documents Ailie had given her.


    Violet skimmed through the papers, her eyes lighting up with excitement. This was a gship project for the Investment Department this year-the numbers were staggering. If it seeded, thepany could see returns tripling at the very least.


    Developing a new game required massive capital. Afterst time''s disastrous flop, no matter how Violet tried, Golden Era Enterprises absolutely refused to get on board.


    Though McNeil seemed unbothered on the surface, Violet had picked up on the truth: Curtis was shouldering this entire game project alone. McNeil and Victoria had signed some kind of contract-no one knew what the terms were, and Violet still hadn''t seen the details.


    One thing was clear: Victoria didn''t have the money to invest. Worse, if there were profits, she expected dividends. To Violet, that was barely a step above outright theft.


    Most importantly, McNeil hadn''t mentioned any of this to her. She couldn''t just start demanding answers out of nowhere-after all, she was McNeil''s girlfriend in name only, not Mrs. Langford.


    She had no real stake in the Langford Group and certainly no right to interfere with McNeil''s decisions.


    "Did Ms. Ailie say when the contract would be ready?" Violet asked.


    She intended to go with Ailie herself.


    "As soon as possible," Georgia replied. "Ms. Ailie already has a meeting scheduled-she said there''s no time to lose. Once the contract''s out, it has to be signed immediately."


    Violet quickly told Georgia to deliver the documents to Ailie without dy.


    Seeing how seriously Violet regarded these papers, Georgia realized Ailie hadn''t lied to her after all. She remembered the reward Ailie had promised and felt a surge of excitement.


    She hurried off to the Investment Department to find Ailie, but when she got there, she found the office door firmly shut and the blinds drawn.


    Violet had just stressed that the documents needed to be signed and the contract prepared by 3:30 p.m. sharp. It was already 3:15-just fifteen minutes left.


    With the office door closed, Georgia had no idea what was going on inside. She pressed her ear to the door and could hear voices-it sounded like a meeting.


    She knocked hard, but just then, the door flew open and someone inside started projecting a media app on the screen,unching into a presentation.


    The sound from inside drowned out her knocking, and even if anyone noticed, Ailie had a strict rule: no interruptions during meetings, no matter what, and absolutely no one was to address any distractions.


    Georgia was left outside, pacing anxiously like a cat on a hot tin roof.


    She tried calling Ailie, but her phone was switched off. She dialed the Investment Department staff, but nearly everyone''s phones were also off.


    With the deadline fast approaching, Georgia didn''t dare go back and tell Violet she couldn''t reach Ailie-Violet would think she couldn''t handle even this simple task.


    Standing helplessly outside the door, Georgia racked her brain for a solution. She decided to rope in managers from other departments to ask for Ailie, hoping that might work.


    Two minutes after she left, the door opened and Ailie emerged from the office.


    The meeting was over. Slinging her purse over her shoulder, Ailie called the Transportation Department to arrange apany car for an important trip.


    When Georgia returned to the Investment Department, she found everyone there except Ailie. She was stunned.


    "Where''s Ms. Ailie?" she blurted, still clutching the files, hurrying inside.


    One staffer looked up and answered, "Ms. Ailie already left."


    "What?" Georgia nearly shrieked.


    "There''s a really important contract waiting for her-how could she just leave? Call her back right now!"