The designers are inside, along with the cooks and bodyguards, meaning everyone on this trip is here. "First, we need to ensure our drafts don’t leak," Mia Lane said to everyone, "Computers and such shouldn’t be left casually on the stone tables and benches outside anymore." The designers nodded in agreement. "At least two of you must always monitor the surroundings," Mia Lane glanced at the bodyguards, her voice extremely calm, "If R-Alan’s people approach, report it to everyone immediately, everyone needs to stay alert." "Yes, President Lane, rest assured," they were responsible for security. Mia Lane’s gentle gaze fell on the two chefs, she said, "Aunts, thank you for bringing the food and all the tableware inside every night." Before Monica Usher and her team arrived, these items were kept outside. Mia Lane said, "We need to prevent them from poisoning the food, we must consider every possibility." The designers felt a tightness in their hearts, "Is she really that bad?" "You can never be too cautious," Mia Lane said, "After all, she followed us here, targeting us." "Yes, we must be vigilant," someone agreed. Another added, "Just endure two more days and we can go home, the designs should be almost done, right?" "I’ve finished mine, I’m quite pleased with the two sets of drafts," someone raised a hand, looking delighted. Everyone looked at him and gave a thumbs up. Mia Lane praised the young man, "Very good, but some people haven’t finished their drafts yet, let’s wait a bit longer, everyone should try to hurry so we can leave here sooner and feel more settled." The meeting continued, and Mia Lane shared some of her ideas, which everyone agreed with. Through this period of getting along, everyone realized Mia Lane isn’t just a pretty face, she’s genuinely thoughtful, no wonder CEO Kingston likes her. The cohesion on this side of the cabin is really strong. Contrasting with Monica Usher’s side, their cohesion is weak, mainly because everyone doesn’t like her very much. The team members adapt well, after all, there’s no need for competition now, the company wants to create a limited edition, meaning all the designs can be turned into products, so everyone is giving their best effort. "This place is actually a treasure trove of feng shui." Monica Usher said to everyone, "A writer once created a long novel here and won an international award." Everyone just smiled but didn’t respond. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel fire.net Monica Usher continued, "We can design great works too, all at Aethel Falls, in this natural oxygen bar, why are their works more popular? Right?" Until a female designer spoke up, "Let’s all do our best, we’ve come this far." These people weren’t doing it for Monica Usher, but rather for their own pride. But Monica Usher felt somewhat comforted, at least there wasn’t the resistance like yesterday. Recalling her scandal with Lydia Ingram, coupled with Ariel Chandler’s death, Monica Usher felt psychological pressure, and then there was Barbara Sutton silently returning the money, clearly wanting to disassociate herself. Monica Usher didn’t feel guilty toward Barbara Sutton, instead, she thought she was too immature, unable to accept even such a small matter. Finn Morgan drank a bottle of banana milk bought by Hailey Hale, he felt it was sweeter than ever before. He wanted to return the favor somehow. After work, on the way home, Finn Morgan drove the car and said to the girl sitting in the front passenger seat, "How about I take you to Aethel Falls in a few days?" "Really?" she turned excitedly, "In a few days?"