My Blind Husband novel Chapter 847

"After all…" Mr. Whitlock glanced at Cherise with a cold expression. "Our research institute only welcomes those with genuine talent and knowledge to join us."

Cherise stood still, her hands tightly clenched at her sides.

Mr. Whitlock's words echoed the mockery she had faced from her colleagues outside. It was clear that he had influenced their opinions about her.

However, she couldn't comprehend why Mr. Whitlock, who had been warm and kind to her before she left for Ziphon half a month ago, had suddenly changed his attitude. He even distorted the truth right in front of her.

He knew very well whether the paper in question was written by her or Yolanda. So why did he slander her and claim that she lacked talent and knowledge?

She had contemplated the topic for nearly five years before writing this paper. The two case studies within the paper represented five years of her hard work. As a fellow academic, he should understand the significance of this paper to her.

Nevertheless...

Cherise took a deep breath, snatched the two so-called proofs from the table, and tore them into shreds. "I refuse to accept this. I have never plagiarized. Everything in the paper is my original work. If Yolanda insists that the paper is hers, I don't mind confronting her face to face!"

Mr. Whitlock was taken aback and instinctively looked at the man in front of him. "Um... Mr. Zeller, what should we do?"

"We'll have to wait for Ms. Weiss to resolve this herself." Mr. Zeller smiled and continued, "But she is currently having lunch with the president of the Lenoir Group and may not be able to come here right away."

After saying this, Mr. Zeller turned to Cherise. "Ms. Shaw, if you don't mind, you can wait for a while. After all, Mr. Lenoir is an important figure. It wouldn't be appropriate to make him wait for Ms. Weiss."

Mr. Zeller's words caused Mr. Whitlock's face to turn pale. However, he still looked at Cherise with disdain. "Since you're so eager to confront Ms. Weiss, then wait! You should be more aware of Mr. Lenoir's status than I am. Their meeting won't end so quickly."

"Hmm." Mr. Zeller probably didn't know about Cherise's relationship with Damien. He said smugly, "Yes, Ms. Weiss is gentle and lovely. A successful man like Mr. Lenoir would be interested in a girl like her. Who knows, they might hit it off and have a longer conversation."

After saying that, he looked at Cherise contemptuously. "Ms. Shaw, someone like you will probably never have the opportunity to dine with such an influential person, so you don't understand how valuable this opportunity is..."

Cherise sneered. "Honestly, I fail to see what's so special about dining with Damien."

It was because Damien had lovingly fed her oatmeal at home during lunchtime. For her, having meals with him was an everyday occurrence. Yet, Mr. Zeller spoke of it as something she could only dream of.

Cherise took a deep breath and sat on the sofa in Mr. Whitlock's office. "So, do I have to wait for Yolanda to finish her meal before seeing her?"

"That's correct," Mr. Zeller arrogantly replied. "If you're unwilling to wait, you can..."

"I am indeed unwilling to wait." Cherise sneered once again and crossed her legs before dialing a number on her phone.