Ella finished her work and returned to the office without delay, fully engaged in her work.

Next door office.

Doris is very upset.

She had heard that Ella had set up the One World Tower project team, but it had nothing to do with her from start to finish, and she didn't even know now what Ella was doing, what she had arranged, how far she had gotten, and whether or not she would actually do anything amazing.

She really had the illusion that Ella seemed to be succeeding in everything she did now.

No.

She could never let Ella get away with this.

Doris rushed to dial her father, "Dad."

"What's wrong?" Morton didn't sound good, obviously in a bad mood.

"Ella set up the One World Tower project team, and I'm not among the members of the project team, so I don't know what Ella is preparing now. I just saw the members of the project team come back from the meeting, and they were all as if they had been pumped up with chicken blood and were highly motivated to work, so I don't know what kind of stimulants Ella has given them." Doris' tone also carried some irritation.

"That damned girl Ella, she sure has changed a lot now." Morton said harshly.

"That's right, the meeting this morning and actually half-assing Dad's face, I'm pissed off just thinking about it now." Doris is the best at what she does, fanning the flames.

She obviously knew that her dad must have been harboring a grudge for being swept off his feet by Ella at the meeting today, and now she was deliberately saying it to cause Morton to become even more furious, and once he was furious, he would absolutely target Ella!

She doesn't want Ella to be successful in.

Ella's development is now beyond her imagination, and she can't let Ella go on like this.

"I'm not going to make it easy on that dead girl Ella!" Morton said fiercely.

He had been angry ever since this morning's meeting, even the more he thought about it.

At this moment and hearing Doris talk about it like that, it was more than enough to slap Ella to death.

"Dad, what do we do now?" Doris asked a little anxiously.

"You're in the sales department now, go and buy one or two of your minders, just people who can do things for you. The people I placed in the sales department before, I don't even know where Doris got the ability to replace them all!" Morton said it out with yet another gusto, "Now it's up to you to re-buy people, to have a clear picture of how the project is progressing without you being involved in it."

"Good." Doris balked.

"Careful, don't let Ella find out."

"Don't worry Dad, I know what to do."

"I'll also go through a dynamic of Ella's time at the company to get a sense of the project's progress, and then use my power to give her hindrances! There's no way I'm going to let her bring One World Tower to life." Morton said coldly.

"Hmm. If we let her develop, it's going to be really hard for us to take THE Ford Group from Uncle Two and give it to Brother."

Doris is just great at talking.

She purposely said that she gave the Ford Group to Kim, fearing that her dad wouldn't get the wrong idea that she had ambitions for the company.

"One of these days, Ella's going to be woefully out of it!"

"Uh-huh." Doris agreed in a huff.

Hang up.

Doris also revealed a grim look, she wanted to see just how powerful the suddenly changed Ella could be!

......

Once Ella got into work, it was 10pm.

It was only after she finished writing down the preparation requirements for creating the One World Tower e-commerce platform as well as the live streaming bandwagon that she sort of came back to her senses.

When I came back to my senses, I was still a little exhausted seeing how late it was.

She moved her body and looked at the office where she was still sitting without a word of complaint from Alfred and said apologetically, "Sorry for the long wait."

"Ma'am, it should be." Alfred always a book a glance.

Ella is used to it too.

She stretched and picked up the landline, "Mr. Parker, you send Riley in for a minute."

"Yes."

Riley knocked on the door.

Ella removed a flash drive that was plugged into her computer and held it out to him.

Riley took it and looked at Ella in surprise, "Ms. Ford?"

"In here is the program for One World Tower's e-commerce platform, which you're the only one who knows about right now besides me."

Riley took the flash drive and nodded.

"I'm handing it to you personally to tell you that if this program gets out, then it's your responsibility, and you should know what I mean."

"Ms. Ford don't worry, I know." Riley had a heartfelt look on his face.

"It's easy to hide from open fire, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows." Ella reminded, "You pay more attention."

"I'll be careful to be discreet."

Ella nodded.

As the saying goes, "Doubting people is not a good idea, and she didn't delay too much, and said bluntly, "Starting tomorrow, you'll have to go and implement the e-commerce project creation of One World Tower. Find me in time if you encounter difficulties."

"Yes."

"It's late, get off early."

"Good." Riley was respectful.

Ella had also gotten up and grabbed her bag and led Alfred down the hall.

Sit in the limo.

It took looking out the window at the apparently few cars to really realize how late it was.

She sighed suddenly and said to Alfred, "Follow me, it's been hard on you."

Because it could be a long time to work so much and so much overtime. "

"It's okay." Alfred drove carefully and replied, "Actually Mr. Dillon is often this busy."

Ella frowned.

Isn't Eden a hobo now?

Hasn't he been idle now?

Even the Dillon Group didn't show up for work.

"What's Eden busy with?" Ella asked.

Alfred seemed to realize at that moment that he had said the wrong thing.

Hastily, he said, "I'm sorry ma'am, I can't answer you."

"......" Ella was speechless.

Eden the bastard, what the hell has he done.

So secretive.

The limousine soon arrived at the villa.

Just walking into the lobby, I saw Mr. Adams cleaning up.

It's late and Mr. Adams is still doing chores.

In fact, as far as she could remember, Mr. Adams just went about his business from start to finish without seeming to stop for a second.

And she actually felt that Mr. Adams didn't find it hard at all, he even enjoyed it.

Seeing her return at this moment, she hurriedly and enthusiastically said, "Ma'am, I'll get you bird's nest."

"Thanks." Ella smiled weakly.

It's really appreciated.

She suddenly remembered the image of her last life when she married Lucien and then waited for him at home every night.

At that time Lucien often returned home late, she always believed that he was too much socializing, so she was very considerate of him, and always waited for him to come home, to prepare for him the soup that she personally made, at that time, she really felt that the waiting was a very cruel thing, because one never knows, how long this kind of waiting will wait, sometimes it may just be an all-nighter.

Later, after she realized that all her waiting was just waiting for Lucien to sleep with other women, she wanted to kill herself, and really felt so stupid that she despised herself.

Even though.

Mr. Adams was a different person than she was back then, but ultimately, waiting was just plain hard.

So for Mr. Adams' dedication, whether it was because of Eden or not, she was really touched.