Miss Garsia, the Cat Is Out of the Bag

Cassie recognized Javen’s voice and refused, “No need, I’ve already eaten with Mr. Foster outside.”

Mr. Foster smiled after she hung up the phone. He wasn’t gossipy and had only found out why she had come to the company this morning.

“Cas, I’ve seen all five young masters of the Smith family. In my opinion, Javen is the most outstanding one. After becoming the president these years, he has won many major projects. He is steady and excellent, so you can give him the priority.”

Cassie took a sip of water and immediately resisted.

“No no no, Mr. Foster, what is there to consider about such a cold person?”

In Cassie’s eyes, Javen was very cold. What she said this morning was just to annoy him.

Mr. Foster laughed and continued to talk about the other members of the Smith family. After lunch, they returned to the company. Cassie still stayed in the security pavilion all afternoon.

After the afternoon meeting, Javen asked his assistant. When he knew that Cassie was still in the security pavilion, he frowned slightly. This woman said in the morning that she liked him the most. But now she came to the company and stayed in the security pavilion for a day? What game was this woman playing?

Javen sat at his desk. After two seconds of silence, he said, “Go and find out Mr. Foster’s background and his relationship with Cassie.”

“Yes, President.”

The assistant had just turned around when Javen ordered again, “Call Cassie up.”

After a while, Cassie came up. She looked at Javen’s office and asked lazily, “What’s the matter?”

“Dad will feel bad if you stay in the security room for a day.”

Cassie rolled her eyes when she heard this reason.

“All right, you called me up yourself. Don’t blame me if I disturb you.”

With that, she casually sat down on the sofa.

Javen ignored her, picked up a document and went to work. On the sofa, Cassie was playing games on her phone, and her volume seemed to be at maximum.

Javen frowned slightly.

Eight minutes later, he could hear Cassie’s cursing voice.

“How can you give away all my points like that!”

“Come on, dude, don’t play with your feet!”

“I think you are a resurrected soldier!”

Javen, “…”

Cassie scolded others elegantly. At this moment, the person playing against her started cursing as well.

At this moment, Javen finally regretted bringing Cassie to his office. She must have been here to torture him.

He started to suspect that Cassie didn’t like him the most but hated him the most. No, she hated Telly Smith the most.

Fortunately, the game was over, and Javen was done with his work. He took his coat, took Cassie, and left.

As soon as they reached the door, the assistant came back. Javen glanced at her and said to Cassie, “Wait for me in the garage.”

Cassie nodded and left.

In the office, the assistant reported the results of the investigation. “President, Mr. Foster’s identity is indeed extraordinary. He has many houses and offices in the city center of San Francisco.”

Simply put, a bored landlord with a net worth of billions had come to be a security guard…

“As for the relationship between Miss Garsia and him, I haven’t found out yet.”

Hearing this, Javen pondered for two seconds. How did Cassie get to know such a person in River City?NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Coupled with the promise from last night, Javen had a vague feeling that this Cassie was not simple.

However, he did not think too much about it. This had nothing to do with him. He only needed to make sure that this Mr. Foster did not have any bad intentions.