The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 246: After modification - 245

Chapter 246: After modification: Chapter 245

Harry Ross stood in the study, feeling extremely awkward.

He was in the midst of reporting work when he heard a noise outside.

Glancing over, Harry quickly drew the curtains.

But he was a step too late, Edwin Blake had already seen everything.

"Tomorrow, get someone to smash a hole in the wall," Edwin commanded through gritted teeth.

Harry was troubled, "This, isn’t very good, President. If Madam finds out, she’ll come looking for us again."

Edwin said nothing, just glared fiercely at Harry.

Harry lowered his eyes, cold sweat starting to form on his back.

He softly suggested, "President, how about this, we install a foldable ladder as high as the wall at our villa. You can then place it on the other side. Though it might be a bit of a hassle, you can step on it to get over."

Edwin nodded, "Make it quick!"

Harry bitterly thought, no matter how quickly, they still need time to build the wall on Madam’s side.

What’s the use of hurrying now?

No one gains from impatience, don’t I need to teach you this?

With this thought, Harry felt more at ease, "Alright, President. Shall we continue the meeting then?"

Edwin sat down, turned on the mute button on his computer, and spoke coldly, "This report is unqualified. Redo it. If Blake Clan Group is paying you to produce this kind of work, you can stop working."

The computer screen showed over a dozen heads.

No one knew what Edwin had just experienced. He had been seriously commenting, but suddenly he changed and became as he was now...

"Understood, President. I’ll go and revise it immediately," a trembling supervisor responded.

Edwin spoke coldly, "I told you to redo it, who said to revise it?"

The supervisor was silent for a moment, then quietly said, "Understood."

"Next, the report from the design department, why haven’t I received it yet?"

The head of the design department immediately replied, "President, I sent it to you yesterday. If you didn’t receive it, that is my fault. I’m sorry, I’ll resend it now."

To be fair, the people in the design department were skillful.

Their words were impeccable, Edwin criticized coldly, "Next time, remember not to send it too early!"

Edwin downloaded the latest file.

The first three lines in the folder were [Monthly Report of the Design Department], one labeled one, and one labeled two.

The design department head was so angry!

They were right at the front, you said you couldn’t find them! You said you couldn’t see them!

Ah ah ah!

But she still spoke with a smile, "Harry, please open the first file for us, the second one is also fine, these two documents have no modifications."

Harry almost couldn’t hold back his laughter, but as soon as he looked up and saw Edwin, he was terrified.

He coldly said, "Seriously!"

The design department supervisor nodded, "Alright, I’ll now briefly report on the situation in our department and the branch office."

"First, two new products were released this month, market feedback is good, and we are already designing new products for the next quarter..."

The design department supervisor went on talking about many things.

When she got to the last point, she hesitated for a moment before speaking carefully.

"President, I think there’s something important to address."

Edwin responded coldly, "Speak."

"Well..." The design department supervisor hesitated before closing her eyes and speaking, "It’s about the upcoming design competition, what should we do about Miss Sutton? The branch office inquired, and I haven’t had time to visit recently."

Her meaning was clear.

It wasn’t her targeting Isla, if there was anger, don’t vent it on her,

Edwin frowned, "Just handle it as usual, why are you asking me, you know the procedure."

Harry softly reminded from the side, "President, when Miss Sutton first went to the design department, you said that she had to win the design competition before passing the probation."

Edwin nodded, "Has the design competition started?"

Harry looked at the people on the computer, the design department head immediately spoke, "Not yet, but it’s soon. We just wanted to confirm President Blake’s intentions."

"Just as we said before, what’s there to confirm? Business as usual."

Edwin spoke indifferently.

No one could read his expression or guess his thoughts.

The design department head took a bold risk and said, "If she doesn’t pass, we’ll follow the usual dismissal standards, President. Miss Sutton has been on sick leave every day, so her salary will be deducted accordingly."

Hearing this, Edwin’s frown deepened, "What?"

"That’s what the branch office said, it seems like her finger was injured and she’s resting at home, so she’s been on extended sick leave. I’m considering whether to secure full pay for Miss Sutton."

The design department head spoke skillfully, expressing everything she wanted to say indirectly.

And not offending Edwin.

"Harry, isn’t Isla’s finger better yet? Wasn’t it treated by Ivy River?"

Harry paused at the soul-questioning, he was stunned.

So busy lately, you hadn’t instructed me to check on Isla...

But he quickly responded, "President, even if Madam is a Divine Doctor, she can’t cure everything instantly. Besides, it takes about a hundred days for bones to heal. More rest for Miss Sutton is ultimately beneficial."

"Hmm, then count it as full pay, when does the design competition start?"

The design department head said, "Half a month from now. Miss Sutton’s finger shouldn’t affect participation, right? If it does, we can use a substitute. After all, the spots are limited, and the organizer is very authoritative."

"It won’t affect her."

The design department head could say no more, she immediately agreed, "Got it, President, I’ll report back."

"Hmm, that will be all, continue your work, report back later if needed."

Edwin finished speaking indifferently, then directly ended the online meeting.

"Harry, go check on Isla later, see if she needs any help, and inform me if necessary."

Harry nodded, "Sure, I’ll go now. What about Old Lady?"

"I’ll handle that, you go."

Edwin finished and went downstairs, brazenly crossed through the construction site at the back yard, and arrived at Ivy River’s house.

Ivy was in the yard watering her plants.

When she turned around, she saw the person she least wanted to see.

She ignored Edwin, turned, and tried to go inside.

Edwin quickly followed, grabbing her arm, "Ivy, I have a question for you."

"Say it, don’t touch me, thanks for your cooperation," Ivy spoke coldly.

Edwin gritted his teeth, "I want to know, how is Isla’s finger, you treated her at Riverland?"

"It’s healed, didn’t Isla tell you?" Ivy responded nonchalantly.

"I asked if it will affect her participating in the design competition."

"If she follows medical advice, then no."

Edwin couldn’t help but twitch his lips, "Did you tell her what to be careful about?"

"Edwin, I’m a doctor, I have medical ethics, I definitely told her," Ivy replied impatiently, "Anything else? If not, I’m going inside."

Edwin rushed in with Ivy, "Ivy, if Isla’s hand can’t participate by then, I’ll have you..."

Before he could finish.

Ivy stared at him, "Have what?"

For some reason, seeing her cold expression, Edwin couldn’t finish his sentence.