Grace Martinez looked up, gazing at Daniel Marshall.
At this moment, James Marshall stated in a mature and steady voice, "Chief Daniel, please stop making things difficult for Director Martinez. We shouldn't let the team be divided over a mere transfer order; it's bad for the leadership team."
"Uncle, you honor me too much with your words. Just a moment ago, how imposing Director Martinez was, how aggressive she was. You all saw it, the high-ranking officials here saw it too. If there was any gap, it was definitely there before I questioned her, and it is not because of me."
Daniel's sharp hawk-like eyes casually swept over the room, conveying a commanding and dominant presence. His attractive but sinister face was touched by a provocative smile.
Grace wanted to speak, but James glanced at her, and she immediately remained silent.
Beneath the table, nobody spoke up. Michael Marshall's eyes narrowed slightly, his emotions inscrutable.
