Sumr Shawcross’s sudden reminder left the driver puzzled, but he still replied politely.
"Thank you for your concern, ma’am. I’ll be careful!"
Hearing the driver’s words, Sumr felt relieved, turned, and got out of the car.
"Ma’am." Just as she got out of the car, she was greeted by Sean Morgan waiting at the entrance.
Sumr nodded and, holding the chicken soup, walked towards the group’s main entrance.
Sean followed and gave a worried glance at the thermos box she was carrying.
"Ma’am, the boss is still busy. How about you let hold the chicken soup for you? You can go to the lounge and have a cup of coffee, and wait until he’s done?" Before Sumr entered the elevator, Sean kindly suggested.
"No need, he’s busy with his things. I won’t disturb him; it’s no big deal." Sumr smiled and directly refused his offer.
"Then... how about I hold it for you?" Sean looked at the thermos box in her hands and couldn’t help but ask again.
"The thermos box isn’t heavy; I’ll carry it myself!" Sumr gave Sean a glance, and just as the elevator doors opened, she walked straight inside. Sean shook his head helplessly and followed her in.
...
Soon the elevator reached the top floor.
Sumr exited the elevator, and before Sean could lead the way, she headed straight towards Noah Drexler’s office.
Seeing her familiar steps, Sean’s expression turned to one of surprise again.
What Sumr didn’t say was that in her past life she was set on divorcing Noah Drexler, so she frequently ca to bother him here, and had long been familiar with his office.
...
However, when Sumr reached Noah Drexler’s office door, she was startled by the scene outside.
Several staff dressed in formal attire were standing at the office entrance with dejected looks.
As they saw Sumr appear with her long hair over her shoulders, wearing jeans and a white short-sleeve T-shirt, looking fresh and lively, a few of the male staff couldn’t help but glance at her twice.
Sumr was very pretty, yet it was not a seductive kind of beauty—her charm was clean and pure without any impurities. Combined with her well-maintained slender figure, making such a Sumr unnoticed in a crowd would be no simple task.
"Miss, it’s best not to go in now." Seeing Sumr reaching to knock on the door, one of the staff couldn’t help but remind her.
They didn’t want to witness a beautiful girl being harshly scolded by their stern and unfeeling boss, ending up running out in embarrassnt, since their boss had no compassion for beauty...
"Why?" Just as Sumr was about to knock, she stopped upon hearing his words and asked, puzzled.
"The boss is in a bad mood!" the staff mber lowered his voice and whispered.
"So what?" Sumr didn’t quite understand, not thinking Noah Drexler’s bad mood was a big deal, as in her mory, the man never seed to be in a good mood.
"Uh... you probably aren’t from our company, but that’s not the point; just don’t go in now, or you’ll regret—"
Before ’regret’ left their mouth, Sumr, unfazed, didn’t even bother knocking. She directly turned the door handle and walked in, unwilling to believe that Noah Drexler could be more terrifying than when she drugged him during her escape from marriage.
And then ca a sweet and pleasant voice.
"Honey~"
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