The man's tone sounded as if he was sure of himself, and beyond doubt.
Macy got into the car subconsciously, just like a recruit who had heard the commander's order. It was an instinctive reaction.
"Where are you going?" the man asked casually.
"East Street West Exit, Mancor Magazine." Macy replied.
Her voice was soft.
"Mancor magazine," Quincy echoed. He had heard of it.
It was a well-known fashion magazine in the country.
The clothes the fashion magazine advertised were unmatched and the page layout was quite ingenious.
Unexpectedly, he had found a treasure.
The corner of Quincy's mouth evoked a meaningful smile.
"Are you Macy Jabar?" Quincy asked calmly.
Macy was a little surprised that she could be recognized by a stranger.
But she was even more joyful.
After all, being recognizable as a result of her career and by the book she edited was a good indicator of her magazine.
"Yes," Macy replied in a low voice.
There was a smile in the man's voice.
Not knowing if it was an illusion or something, Macy felt that he glanced at her through the rearview mirror.
"The real person is much better looking than the person in the magazine," Quincy said to her.
The ride was not very far, and soon they arrived at the magazine office.
After Macy hurriedly thanked him, she trotted into the company.
Looking at Macy's thin figure, Quincy took out Macy's ID card from his pocket and smiled.
See you soon, right? Quincy thought as he looked at the ID card, and then shot Macy one last glance.
As soon as Macy stepped into the company, she saw several girls in the company rushing towards her in a hurry, led by her personal assistant Melissa Brown.
"Macy, you're back, something has happened!" Melissa grabbed Macy's arm and said.
Her voice sounded like she was crying.
"The board of directors suddenly convened in an emergency this morning, and the meeting hasn't been dismissed yet. I listened to it. Maxwell said that they suddenly convened the board of directors this time to discuss replacing you!" Melissa explained to Macy.
The Maxwell that Melissa was talking about was Melissa's boyfriend, Maxwell Benvyl, and he was also a capable general under Greg Chase.
Everyone in the company knew that Mancor Magazine's largest shareholder, Greg Chase, was the husband of their editor-in-chief, Macy Jabar.
But very few people knew that the person Greg Chase hated the most was also Macy Jabar.
"Macy, don't worry too much, Mr. Chase would definitely not agree," A few young girls approached and tried to comfort Macy, saying this.
"Mr. Chase holds the most shares, and if he doesn't agree, this will definitely not happen!'' the girls said.
This naturally should have been a comforting word, but it was like a big stone pressing on Macy's heart.
Yes, Greg Chase held the most shares in the company.
If he wanted her to get out of the way, it would be easy.
Melissa Brown knew the inside story, and in a few words, she dismissed the little girl who was speaking blindly, and then followed Macy into her office.
After closing the door carefully, Melissa made sure that no one around was eavesdropping before running to Macy anxiously.
Maxwell Bevyn is not serious, Macy, we can't let him succeed. Why don't we contact Greg now? Your brother, or your aunt?'' Melissa asked Macy.
She was upset.
Macy shook her head wearily, and smiled bitterly.
"It's useless, my parents-in-law can't change what he decides," she said to Melissa.
What's more, her parents-in-law wouldn't be on her side at all...
Just as she was talking, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Cassie held Greg Chase', twisting her water snake's waist to enter.
"Oh, Macy, are you here? Why didn't you return home last night? Greg and I were so worried about you!" As soon as she got up,
Cassie dragged a long tone and pretended to be concerned, but the truth was that her words were poison.
Macy's face turned pale and bloodless, which made people around her wonder if she would faint in the next second.
There was a lot of noise here, and colleagues all gathered around and whispered something to each other, gossipping.
Melissa Brown couldn't stand it any longer.
She glanced at Cassie coldly.
"Who are you? This is the office of the editor-in-chief. Who asked you to come here? Get out of here quickly,'' she said angrily to Cassie.
Cassie was an adulterer and w***e. Was it f*****g reasonable that she was here trolling Macy? Melissa Brown was very angry.
Cassie was obviously a little annoyed, but because Greg Chase was in front of her, it was hard to get angry, so she endured it.
"Oh, you don't know yet?" Cassie said and snuggled up against Greg like a snake, her voice soft and fluid.
"Dear, will you come and announce it?" She asked Greg.
Greg ignored her, and just stared at Macy with a cold expression.
It was rare for Macy to not turn her head away once. She looked up at Greg's icy eyes, he looked back at her, and she knew what he was up to immediately.
"Did you change me to her to be the editor-in-chief?" Macy asked Greg.
Surprisingly, Macy's voice was so calm that she even thought it was incredible.
In fact, when Cassie came to be a model under her, she was very confused, because Cassie's undergraduate major was actually art appreciation, minoring in fashion design, and she was a top student at the University of Paris. It was a pity that she wanted to be a third-tier model under her.
It turned out that he just wanted to humiliate her step by step.
''Look, a third-tier model can replace you as long as I want,'' Greg said.
In order to torture her, he took his time to plan it carefully.
"How is that possible?'' Macy asked.
As soon as Macy's voice sounded, Melissa Brown protested furiously.
"She is just a third-tier model. You asked her to replace Macy as the editor-in-chief of Mancor magazine?'' Melissa asked.