After a few seconds of silence, Carla said calmly, "This is the Giblo family's matter. You shouldn't bother yourself over this, Ms. Gold."
"That's enough, Carla!" bellowed Nella. "Can you tell me what happened? Aren't you two supposed to get married? Why was there a fire at Southridge? Why did Mr. Giblo go missing? Why—"
Instead of replying, Carla pressed the window switch silently.
"Carla, you—"
Nella rapped on the car window angrily, trying to stop Carla. However, the window was already shut.
Ignoring her, Carla waved her hand, and the car drove away directly.
"Carla Lierger!" Behind, Nella stomped her feet in fury.
However, no one paid any heed to her. Carla's car was already long gone.
"Ms. Gold is quite love-struck, " remarked Freda.
"Yeah." An unfathomable look crept into Carla's eyes while she gazed at Nella through the rearview mirror. "Freda, do you think that one will become smarter when in agony?"
"Probably." Freda stared at Carla worriedly. "What's wrong, Ms. Lierger?"
"Nothing." Carla cast her eyes downward and saw her phone screen flickering. Mosa was calling her. It looks like something is going on in the company. Have those troublemakers appeared already?
Carla answered the call without much thought. "Hello?"
"Ms. Lierger, those at the headquarter requested to have a board meeting immediately. They insisted on seeing Mr. Giblo."
"What are they trying to do?" Carla frowned.
"Mr. Giblo's schedule has been cleared for the past three days, so Mr. Domitos took his place in the board meetings. As there were no updates regarding the wedding, and Mr. Thompson had fallen ill and is still unconscious, those at the headquarter probably realized that something bad had happened to Mr. Giblo. So…"
"Three in the afternoon." Carla glanced at her watch. "I'll attend the board meeting on time."
"All right, I'll relay the message." Mosa continued, "Also, some important clients have requested to meet Mr. Giblo. About the Gymnasium Project—"
"Let's talk about it when I arrive at the office." Carla frowned. "From today onward, I'll go to the office at three in the afternoon. Schedule the work then, and I'll handle them all at once."
"Understood."
After hanging up, Carla barely had time to catch her breath before Jamal called. "Carla, when are you free? We need to meet."
"Mr. Domitos, I have to attend a board meeting at three. I'll arrive half an hour earlier, so shall we meet in Zayn's office?"
"Okay. Take care of yourself. The Giblo family is counting on you."
"You too! Giblo Group and Divine Corporation depend on you."
Her utterance hit a nerve in him, and his firm voice suddenly became hoarse and shaky. After a moment of silence, he forced out, "I-I will!"
When Carla heard his response, tears welled up in her eyes. Having said a reply to him, she hung up.
She did not want to cry anymore. If she did, her eyes would become even more swollen. Those in the company might realize that something was amiss if they saw her in such a state.
Hence, she must and have to stay strong to face everything.
Since Zayn's survival was still unknown, the fate of the family and the corporation were in her hands. She must not let him down.
"Ms. Lierger…"
Freda hugged Carla, her heart aching for her. She yearned to console her but did not know what to say.
In truth, Freda was devastated as well. Benard was severely injured and was still in the ICU. Despite being his girlfriend, she could not keep him company. That made her feel guilt-ridden.
She had never been superstitious in the past. However, she had begun to pray every day, hoping that heaven would show mercy so that the disaster would end soon and everything would get better.
"Everything will be fine. It will." Carla took a deep breath and reminded herself to pull herself together. "Everything will get better. It definitely will."
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