The woman standing in front of Tiffany was about 30 years old.
At this moment, she was wearing a striped shirt that tightly wrapped around her full chest. She was wearing a pair of tight denim shorts that tightly stretched her hips, making her curves beautiful and seductive.
Connor could feel that this woman was Tiffany's manager from the way she spoke to Tiffany.
"Petra, what's going on?"
Tiffany frowned and asked Petra in a low voice.
Petra hesitated for a moment and whispered to Tiffany, "That boss specifically asked to see you. Now come with me…"
"I already told you that I'm not familiar with their boss. Why should I go over?"
Tiffany frowned and shouted stubbornly.
"Miss Zamora, I advise you to listen to your manager and come with us. If our boss really gets anxious from waiting, things will be troublesome…"
The bald man in the lead shouted impatiently.
