As Sumr Shawcross’s words fell, Noah Drexler’s gaze was fixed on her.
The light in the room was very dim, very dim, with moonlight spilling in through the window, falling on the bed. She sat there, and the moonlight quietly fell on her, accentuating her already fair skin, making it even more translucent and beautiful.
And the smile on her face was even more dazzling than the moonlight at this mont...
This scene made his gaze freeze.
After a long ti, he finally moved his eyes away from her and looked out the window.
He did not deny Sumr Shawcross’s easy conclusion.
The ashes of his mother were scattered into the sea after all. She had said before she died that her heart had been bound her whole life, and that was the freedom she longed for.
...
—Knock knock!
...
The sound of two knocks on the door broke the serene and beautiful picture in the room.
"What’s the matter?" Noah Drexler glanced sideways in the direction of the door and then said.
"Boss, Mr. Shaw from the Shawcross Group wants to see you." From outside, Sean Morgan’s voice ca.
Shawcross Group?
The na sounded familiar to Sumr because a few years ago, this group was already the leading powerhouse in the country.
But for so reason, just when the group was on the rise, it suddenly stopped progressing. Plus, with Noah Drexler’s TR Group coming on strong, the Shawcross Group had been surpassed by now.
Nevertheless, Shawcross Group’s scale still ranked among the top dostically.
She was a bit surprised that the president of such a big group would co to visit Noah Drexler.
"Let him co over later." Noah Drexler turned his head to glance at the woman sitting in a daze on the bed, then instructed the person outside.
"Alright, I understand." Sean responded.
It wasn’t until Sean’s footsteps left that Sumr Shawcross realized her current role. She quickly got off the big bed and tidied up her disheveled clothes, dress, and long hair.
If Mr. Shaw from the Shawcross Group ca and saw her, the secretary, sleeping on the boss’s bed, who knows what rumors might spread...
Her conscious and well-behaved deanor, however, brought an amused look to Noah Drexler’s stern face.
It seems that she has beco quite accustod to her role as a temporary secretary?
...
Soon, the door was knocked on again.
At this mont, Noah Drexler was already leaning back on the sofa, waiting for the guest to arrive.
Sumr stood obediently beside the sofa.
"Co in." Noah Drexler’s voice rang out.
The door was pushed open, and Sean Morgan led in a man in his thirties, handso in appearance, with a mature and steady deanor, from outside.
Just after entering and sitting down, Yancy Shaw exchanged polite pleasantries, "Mr. Drexler, it’s been a few years. How have you been lately?"
"I’m very well, but you..." Noah Drexler squinted his eyes, gave the other person a glance, and stopped there.
Compared to the Yancy Shaw he saw a few years ago, full of vigor, the man before him had lost so of his sharpness, and his condition seed worse than before.
It had only been a few years, yet he hadn’t expected the other’s change to be so significant.
Listening to Noah Drexler’s words, Yancy Shaw chuckled.
"Mr. Drexler is still as straightforward as ever, with no intention of sparing my feelings."
"Speak directly!" Noah Drexler didn’t bother to exchange more words with him and spoke brusquely.
In business, he didn’t like beating around the bush but preferred to resolve matters in the simplest and most ti-efficient manner.
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