The assistant held a stack of documents, unsure of what Ann Nolan was plotting.
Meanwhile, Ann casually took off her coat, tidied her desk, and turned on her computer.
A look of nonchalance was on her face, her beautiful eyes shimmered with a calm and composed gloss, steeped in tranquility.
Little Kaisan blinked in confusion, hesitating.
"Sister Ann Nolan, do you need me to check again?" Little Kaisan asked.
"No need, wait until they get to the translation department, just go make me an Americano first."
"Okay, I'll go now."
Ann casually flipped through the documents in front of her, thinking how she had finally managed to take a leave only to be called back to the company.
Since she was back, she might as well get some things done.
Ann held a pen in her hand and scribbled on the documents, her eyebrows furrowing when she encountered difficult issues.
