Sumr Shawcross ca up to Mr. Zhao, shrugged her shoulders, and then spoke.
"Don’t worry, I won’t spill the beans to Noah Drexler."
She knew what he was worried about.
Mr. Zhao had been under Noah Drexler for many years, and his capabilities were naturally good, and he was quite loyal, so she hadn’t planned to reduce Noah Drexler’s proficient assistant.
Hearing Sumr Shawcross’s words, Mr. Zhao’s face was full of distrust towards her.
"Don’t trust ?" Seeing this, Sumr Shawcross paused for a mont.
"Hmph, you say that, but who knows what you might do behind my back!" Mr. Zhao snorted coldly, his face full of disdain for her.
"I can’t help it if you don’t trust ." Sumr Shawcross showed a helpless expression and was just about to leave when she suddenly rembered sothing, and in a teasing tone, reminded Mr. Zhao.
"However... Mr. Zhao, if you have the leisure to think about how to get rid of , you’d better..." As she said this, Sumr Shawcross lowered her voice, continuing in a tone only audible to him.
"Show more concern for your lovely wife and your assistant."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Zhao’s face changed.
"How do you..."
He had only recently discovered so clues about this, and was looking for a private detective to investigate it, as it was related to his reputation and hence kept secret, currently with no results.
But unexpectedly... this girl knew!
After saying her piece, Sumr Shawcross turned directly and left the break room.
When she ca out of the break room, Noah Drexler was striding towards this direction, with Flynn Hughes hastily following behind him.
Noah Drexler stopped in front of her, glanced at her, then asked her in a low voice.
"Where did you go?"
He had co out of the office just now and didn’t see her presence.
"Went to have a drink." Sumr Shawcross looked at the door of the break room, then told him.
Hearing her say this, Noah Drexler didn’t continue to ask more, but suddenly pursed his lips and said to her.
"Co with to the conference room."
"What are we going to the conference room for?" Sumr Shawcross showed a surprised expression on her face, and asked him in confusion.
"eting." Noah Drexler said indifferently, then raised his hand to look at the ti on his watch, and turned to walk towards the conference room.
Sumr Shawcross paused and hurriedly followed him.
"But... Is it really okay for to go to your eting?"
She wasn’t part of the group, and if it involved any confidential matters, would it be inappropriate?
"It’s fine." Noah Drexler had an indifferent expression.
Hearing him say this, a wave of joy surged in Sumr Shawcross’s heart, did he finally fully trust her?
After all, just a few months ago, he suspected she had ill intentions towards him...
While she was imrsed in joy, Noah Drexler’s deep voice ca again slowly.
"You won’t understand even if you go."
"..." Sumr Shawcross’s expression changed instantly, and her heart sank as she felt humiliated by him.
She stopped in her tracks, looking at him with so dissatisfaction.
Seeing her stop, Noah Drexler also halted his steps, and turned to see her little face full of disappointnt and discontent.
"Forget it, I won’t go, I’ll wait for you outside." She pursed her lips, speaking with a heavy heart.
Anyway, he had just said she wouldn’t understand the eting’s content, so going would be pointless.
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