The moment their eyes met, Joanna shivered involuntarily.
She realized that Ashton Heath's eyes were as if covered in frost.
Even the hot summer weather couldn't dispel the coldness in his eyes.
As Joanna moved closer, and looked into Ashton's still cold, dark eyes, she became more convinced of her suspicions.
He was angry.
Before, no matter how cold he was in front of others, he would always soften his edges and coldness when facing her.
The gaze he turned on her was always gentle and indulgent.
Joanna had grown used to this side of him.
But now, when he treated her the same way as he did others, she felt that something was off.
She even felt a little scared.
As soon as she approached Ashton, the man grasped her hand and led her silently into the Heath Group lobby.
Joanna knew he was in a bad mood and guessed why he was.
So she didn't struggle, obediently letting him lead her into the building.
Many employees greeted him in the lobby: "Good morning, President Ashton."
