Yesterday, he had persistently requested that she accompany him to dinner, could the person he wanted her to meet be Professor Ross?
Evelyn Sherman bit her lip, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was exactly that.
But if it really was Professor Ross, why didn't Chester Yale just say it outright?
He clearly knew that if he had mentioned Professor Ross, she would have gone without a doubt.
Evelyn Sherman was suddenly confused.
She could not fathom Chester Yale's thoughts, not in the slightest.
She lifted her head to glance at the inaccessible CEO's Office, her eyes shimmered, suddenly she turned and headed in another direction.
"Thud-"
She unwittingly pushed open Mr. Gomez's office and saw the stunned Mr. Gomez, with her hands apologetically fidgeting.
"I'm sorry, could I possibly use a bit of your time to ask you some questions?"
"Please, sit, Miss Sherman."
Mr. Gomez only hesitated for a second, promptly stood up and brought Evelyn Sherman a chair.
