**Chapter 41: Change of Attitude**
**Natalie’s POV:**
As soon as the words left my lips, an eerie silence enveloped the private room. It was as if time had paused, and every pair of eyes turned toward me, their curiosity palpable. The tension in the air was thick, and I could feel my heart racing, each beat echoing in the stillness.
I directed my attention toward Alice, who sat across the table, her expression a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. “Alice, what’s the name of your firm?” I asked, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me.
“Cloud Sailing Tech,” Alice replied, her tone quick and efficient, as if she had been waiting for this moment.
“Great. Find out if there’s a company named Cloud Sailing Tech that is interested in one of our subsidiary projects. If they exist, I want you to arrange a meeting for them tomorrow morning. Make it happen,” I commanded, my words sharp and devoid of any pretense of politeness. There was no room for doubt or hesitation in my voice.
Alice’s eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth slightly agape as she processed my words.
Once I hung up, I turned to her, the tension in my shoulders easing slightly as I softened my tone. “Don’t worry, Alice. I’ve secured this opportunity for you. Your journey back won’t be in vain. But whether this partnership comes to fruition will depend on the capabilities of Cloud Sailing Tech.”
“Natalie… you can’t be serious. You really got the Scott Group involved?” Alice’s voice trembled, a blend of hope and skepticism threading through her words.
“Come on, Natalie!” Rebecca interjected, her disbelief palpable. She was clinging desperately to her last shred of hope. “You think you can trick us all with a fake phone call?”
Her words snapped the others back to reality, and murmurs of discontent filled the room.
“Natalie, stop it! Look at poor Alice; you’re just messing with her,” someone piped up, their voice laced with concern.
“Is it that hard to admit you’re bluffing? You act like you’re above us, but you’re just like the rest of us!”
Their remarks cut deeper this time, filled with scorn and derision. It was as if they had all conspired to label me a fraud.
But just as quickly as the storm of whispers had risen, it fell silent once again.
Suddenly, the shrill ring of Alice’s phone pierced through the quiet.
She scrambled to grab it, her fingers shaking slightly. When she glanced at the caller ID, her breath caught in her throat.
“Could it really be… the Scott Group?” she whispered, disbelief coloring her voice.
Everyone leaned in closer, their eyes wide with anticipation. Alice answered with a shaky, “Hello?”

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