Yvonne Young followed behind, suddenly tripping on something underfoot, her body lurching forward.
Frantically reaching out to grab the wall, her hand was intercepted midway by the man's large hand.
"Be careful when walking," Spencer Sullivan's voice unexpectedly reminded her before letting go of her hand.
It was clearly him who deliberately tripped her.
The female coworker in front heard the noise and stopped, turning to look back. Yvonne clenched her teeth and held back her words.
She left the elevator in anger.
The female coworker sarcastically hooked her lips, rolling her eyes before walking away.
"Today, I rode the same elevator with Mr. Sullivan, and it made me so nervous."
"I felt the same way once when I shared an elevator with Mr. Sullivan. It was nerve-wracking."
"But up close, Mr. Sullivan's face is just too handsome. How can anyone have such a handsome face?"
"We can't experience Mandy Carter's happiness."
