"President Sterling, please sit over here." A slightly high-pitched female voice sounded from nearby.
Vanessa Sterling heard the surna and imdiately retracted her gaze from outside the window, looking towards the direction of the voice.
She instantly saw Miles Sterling, who was on a phone call, talking about sothing with the person on the other end, while under the arrangent of an accompanying lady, took a seat two rows away from Vanessa Sterling.
"President Sterling, do you need sothing to eat? I can go downstairs and buy it for you."
Miles Sterling hung up the phone, appearing sowhat impatient as if he was unwell.
He waved to the lady saying, "You can go back now, no need to wait here."
"President Warren instructed to co along to take care of you. If you send away, it would be hard for to report back." The lady looked troubled, but it seed more like she was reluctant to leave.
Afraid that Miles Sterling would be displeased, the lady cautiously sat beside Miles Sterling, pursed her lips, and said, "President Sterling, I won’t disturb you. Just pretend I’m not here."
Miles Sterling didn’t say anything further, and lowered his head to look at his phone again.
In a mont, a nurse ca over with dication, and when helping Miles Sterling with the injection, Miles Sterling finally put down his phone.
His gaze casually swept around.
Vanessa Sterling hurriedly lowered her head and shrank down, hiding herself behind the back of the chair.
Soon, Miles Sterling’s phone rang again.
The two were not far apart, and Vanessa Sterling could clearly hear Miles Sterling answering the phone.
The conversation seed to be entirely about work.
This proper and serious side of Miles Sterling was the first ti Vanessa Sterling had seen.
It appears that in the past couple of years, under the guidance of Quentin Sterling, he has grown capable of handling things independently.
Being able to help Jasper Jones heal his leg injury indicates that he has rembered past events and is trying his best to make ands for the mistakes he made.
Vanessa Sterling was originally worried that once Miles Sterling’s mory returned, he would revert to his forr self.
Now it seems, none of her fears ca true.
Miles Sterling not only did not turn back into that terrifying demon but gradually beca an even better person than before.
"President Sterling, are my hands cold? Shall I buy a warm water bag for you?"
The girl asked thoughtfully.
It’s easy to see that the girl has feelings for Miles Sterling.
Vanessa Sterling turned and glanced over there again; the girl seed young, probably just graduated from college.
With a cute appearance and a slim, elegant figure.
Even wearing a traditional business suit skirt, she exuded a special sense of style.
If it were in the past, Miles Sterling might have directly drawn such a girl into his arms.
But at this mont, even with the girl actively leaning towards him, he pulled away, frowned unhappily, and said, "Go back and tell your President Warren, the contract won’t be signed."
The girl was suddenly stunned, instantly sitting up straight, and with a fearful expression, pleaded, "President Sterling, please tell what I did wrong. President Warren sent to serve you, hoping to make you satisfied. If the contract isn’t signed, my job might be at risk..."
The girl was on the verge of tears, and Miles Sterling, who already had a headache, looked even more displeased.
The girl anxiously grabbed Miles Sterling’s hand, saying, "President Sterling, I’ll do anything you want as long as you are satisfied."
With such blatant hints, those nearby couldn’t help but cast odd glances in that direction.
Vanessa Sterling also secretly observed Miles Sterling’s reaction.
If it were before, Miles Sterling wouldn’t have needed such low-key hints from a girl; if he wished, the girl would likely already be in his embrace.
But at this mont, despite the girl’s initiative, Miles Sterling only moved his hand away with a composed expression, his tone cold as he said, "If you want to continue the cooperation, don’t bother here."
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