As a mere Director's Assistant, where did she find the courage to voice her opinion here?
Sunny Scott stared at Yvonne Young, squinting his eyes, his gaze growing colder and more dangerous.
The atmosphere was strangely quiet.
Yvonne Young stared back at Sunny Scott, calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant, fearless.
It wasn't an act; it was her natural disposition.
Sunny Scott's face darkened as he threw his phone onto the table with a 'thud.'
The tension thickened in the air.
A few people from Belleview looked at Yvonne Young disdainfully, with their arms crossed and leaning back lazily.
"I'm not questioning Manager Scott's decision," Yvonne Young smiled, calmly saying, "I just want to speak up for Pyramidustries. Over the years, they've worked on projects like schools and teacher housing, barely making a profit or even losing money for the sake of our country's development. Whenever there's a disaster, they're always the first to help."