Chapter 408

It’s already out of power. I don’t know the exact date, nor do I want to ask anyone. That’s it! Goodbye!)”

From top to bottom, she had written on every single inch of the postcard, as if it was a novel she

intended to write.

Seeing the thin smile on the corners of Carlos’ Lips, Emmett heaved a sigh of relief, as if a burden had

been lifted off his shoulder.

For a moment, he assumed that the postcard would restore calm to the office, but unexpectedly, Carlos

angrily threw the postcard on the table and demanded, “Who allowed you to open my letters?”

The smile on Emmett’s face froze.

“Carlos… Carlos… but you..

Emmett felt wronged. It was him and Tristan who had been handling

Carlos’ letters in the company all the time.

But he swore that he hadn’t read the content of this postcard when he noticed the name was “a poor

girl”. He knew it was from Debbie, so he immediately hurried to the meeting room and handed it to

Carlos.

Out of the blue, Carlos stood up from his seat and announced, “This project is well planned and very

creative. The Planning Department has done a good job and everyone in the department can get a

bonus equal to your monthly wage.” He then turned to Emmett and instructed, “Emmett, ask the

directors of the charity foundations to come and discuss about the investment.”

There were some non-governmental charity foundations under the Hilton

Group. Emmett instantly understood what Carlos was going to do.

“Ask the directors to come and discuss about the investment? Oh, if I’m guessing right, Carlos is going

to invest in the development of the

Southon Village!’ he thought excitedly.

When Carlos left the meeting room, he took along with him the postcard that had magically changed

his mood. As soon as he stepped out of the room, noisy sighs of relief filled the space; some

executives almost cried out gratefully, especially the planning department .

“Phew! Thank God! We survived!” one of them exclaimed.

“Not just that!

Each of us gets twice our pay this month! Isn’t this great?” someone responded excitedly.

Back in his office, sitting leisurely in his chair, Carlos couldn’t help but re-read the words on the back of

the postcard. Before he knew it, a smile had appeared on his face.

When he had finally savored the words long enough, he opened a folder on his desk and carefully put

the postcard in the middle of it. It was made of poor quality paper, but it was his treasure nevertheless.

“Looks like this woman has started to take the initiative, ‘ he thought .

In Southon Village

It was getting dark. Debbie was jogging when she heard some noise ahead of her, which sounded Like

two people were having sex.

It was awkward, so she stopped her run and stayed away from them.

The reception was usually awful in the village. Unfortunately, she got signals at the spot she was at that

moment and her phone started buzzing in her pocket. It was on vibration, so it didn’t disturb the couple.