Chapter 409

“In terms of resources, Brooke Group is exponentially larger than Winrich. I simply don’t understand why you would choose Noreen, who is inferior to me in every way.”
Mrs. Joyner, who had been taking her medication, paused and looked up at him. “So, Mr. Brooke, you believe credentials are more important than capability?”
Henry frowned. “That’s not what I meant.”
Mrs. Joyner’s expression was cool. “A degree can get you in the door, but ability is what sustains you. A project’s success isn’t just about throwing money at it; it requires masterful execution. In that regard, Noreen is clearly more adept than you.” Her voice was calm but sharp, effortlessly piercing through Henry’s arrogance. “Besides, you have a tendency to judge people with prejudice.” Henry wanted to deny it, but Mrs. Joyner didn’t give him the chance. “You are biased against Noreen. No matter how much I praise her, you won’t accept it. You’ll just assume my judgment is flawed and try to correct me. Just like last time —even when I presented you with evidence, you chose to believe your own assumptions over the facts right in front of your eyes.”
Noreen had come fully prepared, and Mrs. Joyner was deeply impressed after reviewing her project proposal. Vincent’s talent was also undeniable, so they quickly finalized the details of their collaboration.
During the meeting, Noreen noticed Mrs. Joyner frequently rubbing her chest. She paused the discussion. “Are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor?”
“No, it’s an old problem,” Mrs. Joyner said, motioning for Vincent to continue. Noreen found a cushion and placed it behind Mrs. Joyner’s lower back, hoping to make her more comfortable.
They worked until the afternoon, stopping only when the butler brought a doctor in.
“We’ll continue this tomorrow. You should all get some rest,” Mrs. Joyner said, asking the butler to see them out.
As they were leaving, Noreen saw the doctor laying out several bottles of medication on the table. She glanced over and recognized a few of the names.
Back at the hotel, Noreen looked up the medications. The more she read, the graver her expression became.
The next day, when she visited Mrs. Joyner again, she noticed her complexion was even worse than before. They had barely started talking when Noreen called a halt to the meeting, claiming she needed more time to prepare the remaining details.
Mrs. Joyner frowned. “That doesn’t sound like you.”
Noreen explained that she was exhausted from working nonstop and that the lack of rest was affecting her performance. Mrs Joyner studied her for a moment, seeming to understand her true intentions. She sent Vincent and Sophia to the dining room
refreshments, asking Noreen to stay behind.

“You’ve figured out I’m sick, haven’t you?” Mrs. Joyner asked.
At this point, Noreen didn’t try to hide it. She nodded, admitting she had seen the doctor’s medications and had researched them. Check latest chapters at.net
“Since you know, there’s no point in concealing it have breast cancer. It’s terminal: I don’t have much time left, which is why I want to complete this acquisition and put my mind at ease. Centribo was part of Mrs. Joyner’s dowry, a legacy she couldn’t bear to leave unresolved.
She took Noreen’s hand, her eyes pleading. “Noreen, my time is running out. I
hope you can understand.”
In that moment, a profound sadness washed over Noreen.
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