This...
After hearing this command, the staff members standing next to Grandy Anderson paused, a bit unresponsive.
It was as though an inner voice was telling them they had to carry out White Mitchell's orders, or the consequences would be dire.
However, they didn't have a clue who White Mitchell was, let alone why he could issue commands through their internal communication system at the Royal Group.
Should they carry out an order issued by a stranger?
Just as they were hesitating, another voice came through their headsets. This time, it was a command given by their CEO, David Herb himself.
"Everyone, listen to Mr. Mitchell. Keep his identity absolutely confidential. If anyone leaks even a single word, they will be unable to set foot in Sayon ever again!" David Herb commanded.
At this point, the on-site staff couldn't refrain from displaying their absolute shock.
Could this Mr. Mitchell be the prestigious figure from the recent wedding?
