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Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 458: It won’t be difficult at all.
At the same time, on the other side of the city, Catrin was busy gathering Margaret's progress history over the years.
"Ma'am, here," her assistant said, placing another file on Catrin's desk, and nudging it forward. "The details you asked me to find out about Ms. Margaret Marie."
Catrin didn't look up at her assistant. Her gaze instead fixed on the file as she reached for it, flipping it open and scanning through the contents.
Her brows furrowed as surprise took over her features.
All this time, she had assumed Margaret was just another orphan her mother had taken a strange liking to. But clearly, she had underestimated her mother —and Margaret
She should have known. If her mother ever took an interest in someone, she wouldn't let them remain average. Even if that has to be at the expense of her own kid's interest. She would shape them, mold them, and ensure they became someone the world had to look up to.
And Margaret … Margaret was no exception.
As Catrin read through the pages, her expression gradually turned grim. All this time, she had been thinking Margaret was some mediocre graduate, only to be surprised by her academic achievements now.
Margaret had not only completed a dual Master's degree —one in Strategic Communication and another in Nonprofit Management —but had also earned a Doctorate (Ph.D.) in Social Policy. And beyond the certificates, she had gathered extensive experience working alongside Brenda Davies herself. Fieldwork. Policy Drafting. International exposure—all of it adding to her skills and knowledge.
Had her mother been plotting this all along?
The thought made her fists clench.
Of course, she had. Catrin didn't even need evidence to know that. After all, from the very beginning, Brenda Davies hadn't favored her, her own daughter, joining the Davies Empire. That seat had been kept safe for someone else.
A scoff escaped Catrin's lips as the hostility towards her mother surged higher in her chest.
"Ma'am," the assistant interrupted softly, as if sensing the tension. "Ms. Marie's academic achievements and practical experience have clearly surpassed our expectations. With credentials like these … it might be difficult to oppose her position in Davies Internationals."
Catrin's fingers tightened on the paper, creasing it with a slow, deliberate grip. Her lips curled in disdain, though her eyes gleamed with something sharper —something akin to arrogance.
"It won't be difficult at all," she said, her voice low but charged with conviction.
She glanced down at the file, her jaws flexing with restrained irritation. "Although Margaret has excelled remarkably over the years, her achievements are still not enough."
With a scoff, she plucked the printed papers from the file and held them in the air like they were of no real value.
"These are not enough," she repeated, her lips stretching into a cold, calculated smile. "With these qualifications, she might impress the board of trustees or land herself a cozy job managing a charitable trust. But the Davies Empire? That's not something she is built for. She will be swallowed whole the second she walks into the boardroom with just these."
Catrin stood abruptly, striding towards the shredding machine at the corner of the office.
Pushing the papers into the shredder, she watched them disappear, strip by strip, until there remained nothing.
"I thought Brenda Davies still had some sharpness left in her, but it seems her old age is catching up," she said, her voice calm but edged in steel. "Did she really think I couldn't defeat the scholar she raised? She would soon realize how wrong she had been to even think that."
Outside the office, the sun dipped lower into the skyline.
Arwen had been sitting in the car, looking down at her watch, before looking back at the road, frustrated.
"Alfred, is there no other way?" she asked, already feeling her patience thinning. "We have been struck here for far too long now. If this remains like this, I hardly doubt we will be able to reach the airport in time."
Alfred's brows also tugged in a frown. Feeling the lady getting anxious, he was in no better mood. If he had any other option, he wouldn't have let the lady struggle here.
"Ma'am, we can only take this way. We are already close to the airport. As long as the traffic clears up, we will be able to reach there," he said, and Arwen once again checked the time on her watch.
She suddenly regretted. Only if she had left the office earlier than she had, maybe by now, she might have reached the airport.
But now that she was already stuck in traffic, she couldn't do anything. Could she?
Minutes passed, and soon it was already an hour.
It was not until past the hour did the traffic finally seemed to be moving.
Alfred took the chance and soon drove the car away from the congested area. When he looked through the mirror, he realized Arwen was already asleep.
He didn't wake her up until they finally reached the airport.
As he pulled the car, he announced, slightly louder than usual. "Madam!"
Arwen stirred in her sleep but soon woke up, looking in a haze. "Huh?"
"We have reached the airport," he said, and it was then she looked out the window.
Her first instinct was to check the time. And brows tugged in a frown when she realized she had been late by more than an hour.
"His flight must have landed an hour ago," she said, unbuckling her seatbelt. "Did you see him leave?"
Alfred shook his head. "No, Madam. We just arrived."
Arwen shook her head, knowing it wasn't his fault. "It's fine," she said. "You stay here, I will go and check."
With that, she pushed the door and stepped out of the car, before making her way inside the airport.
Finding the first person there, she quickly inquired, "The flight from New York —has it arrived?"
The attendant nodded. "It did an hour ago. The passengers have long dispersed," he said, and that immediately made Arwen sigh.
She thought she would be picking him personally today, but who knew she would be late like this? Of course, he must have left.
Feeling disappointed, she turned to leave. But just as she did, she heard the familiar voice.
"Moon!"
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