His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1411: Meeting Wanda Wesley!_1

Chapter 1411: Chapter 1411: Meeting Wanda Wesley!_1

"Chapter 1411

The air had lost the scent of Wanda Wesley, but the surrounding odors were the same as before.

This building, known as the Harmony Complex, belonged to the Carringtons and stood seventy-three floors high.

Just like before, she planned to start at the surveillance room to track Wanda’s footsteps.

At this moment, a line of people appeared at the entrance, led by a woman followed by a group of subordinates.

Chloe Collins subtly raised her collar to cover her face, standing to one side.

The woman leading was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, her shirt knotted above her navel, her long straight black hair smooth and adorned with a baseball cap.

As they brushed past each other, Chloe heard her instruct those nearby: "Have all the gifts sent, and leave no room for errors at tomorrow’s Shareholders’ Meeting."

"Miss Bauer, rest assured, everything is arranged properly. Tomorrow, you will be the new president!"

The woman gave a faint smile before getting into the car.

As the car drove away, the few people who had seen her off sighed in admiration: "Who would have thought this illegitimate daughter would be so capable? She was only acknowledged a year and a half ago, yet she is already a contender for the president’s position."

A woman on the side chimed in with regret: "All because Young Master Charles is not enterprising... Now the Chairman’s lifelong dedication might be passed on to an unexpected branch of the family."

"Well, at the very least, he will still have his share. He just doesn’t work, but he is still making money."

"It’s not as satisfying as being in charge, is it? Besides, I’ve noticed the foothold of the unexpected branches of the family has been growing steadily for the past few years. The Chairman has aged, and he might not be able to manage."

A man wore a complex expression: "The Chairman is quite fair. He doesn’t favor sons over daughters. Whoever proves to be most capable gets the opportunity. That’s why Clara Carrington got the chance."

The woman sneered: "All she does is imitate others! She replicates the way Chloe Collins acts, spending money on self-promotion, even dressing like her. Now, everyone outside is calling her ’The Second Chloe Collins.’ Didn’t you notice her outfit was a mimic of Chloe’s? She is always intentionally showing off her figure."

"I wouldn’t know about that. All I’m saying is, come the Shareholders’ Meeting tomorrow, we’re going to have a new President."

The small group parted ways after finishing their conversation.

Chloe Collins returned to her task, entering the building.

Wanda Wesley was no longer here, she just wanted to know where Wanda had headed off to last.

Unfortunately, there were no traces of her in the surveillance footage.

After searching the vicinity numerous times and finding no leads, she returned to the entrance of the Harmony Complex.

A cold breeze stirred the air; she gazed at the building’s brightly lit windows, her calm gaze suddenly tightening.

A strong sense of presence suddenly wafted from not far behind her. She whipped around, only to be met with the barrel of a gun.

Three meters away, a girl holding a gun pointed at her, expression cold and heartless.

Recognizing who the person was, joy spread across Chloe’s face.

"Wanda Wesley," she called out.

Yet, Wanda remained unmoved, as if the name had no connection to her. She just kept staring at her, her gaze cold like it was fixed on a criminal.

Suddenly, she pulled the trigger!

It was an anesthetic gun that could cause instantaneous paralysis, leaving its target incapacitated.

Chloe made no attempt to dodge, looking at Wanda in surprise, unable to understand the motive behind her action.

After a dull thud, the focus fell on Chloe’s fingers, which were pinching a thin needle. That was what had been shot out of the anesthetic gun!

At this moment, the cold expression on Wanda’s face softened slightly. She tilted her head slightly to look at Chloe, her eyes filled with curiosity.

——

Good night"