Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt novel Chapter 856

"Maybe you're right..." Joel was taken aback by her words for a while and sighed sorrowfully.

Catherine saw him hesitated and said, "Dad, if you can't let go, leave this matter to me. After everything that has happened, don't you understand? You value affection too much. Your guilt to Nicola, your brotherly love for Damien, and your love for Grandma and Grandpa. If it weren't for all those, would you and my mom fall to where you are today? Tell me honestly. Are you happy?" 2

Joel smiled bitterly. How could he be happy? Ever since finding out that Melanie was not his child, he regretted every moment.

Those people treated him like a fool and hurt him and there were no sincere apologies at all.

"Okay, Cathy. I'll leave this to you." Joel nodded. "I’ll hand over all my rights to you."

"Dad, when you start a new company, you can still open up new frontiers with a group of people who are loyal to you."

Catherine reminded him. "But don't make this public. Otherwise, Grandma and Grandpa will be furious if they find out."

The next day, Catherine arranged a group to inquire about some news in the business circle.

Soon, Harvey brought her the news. "Chairman Jones, President Kawada from Delta Co., Ltd. in Japan is very interested in Yule Corporation. Coincidentally, the president is flying to Hobart today to attend tomorrow’s international porcelain trade fair.” 1

"Porcelain?” Catherine raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, President Kawada is very interested in porcelain," Harvey explained.

"Book me a plane ticket. I’ll fly to Hobart today." Catherine said immediately.

Hill Corporation.

At 9:00 PM, the light in the president’s office was still o n.

Those in the secretary’s office yawned and looked at Hadley pleadingly. "Assistant Young, please persuade the president not to stay up so late and let him go home early. We can’t take it anymore.” 1

"You say that as if I can.”

Hadley wanted to cry. He took a picture of the pitiful faces of everyone in the secretary department and sent it to Catherine. [Ms. Jones, can you persuade President Hill not to work overtime so late? We want t o go home. PS: We worked overtime until 1:00 AM last night.]