"Whatever."
Chester Yale coldly raised his head, squeezing out two words from between his teeth.
As long as he didn't have to stay in a place where he could see her, anywhere would do.
Chester Yale reigned in his gaze, grabbing the Beetle Plushie beside him and squashing its head fiercely as he gritted his teeth, "To the company!"
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In the spacious Meeting Room.
The brilliant lights illuminated every corner of the room.
Seeing Chester Yale with a gloomy face sitting in the main seat, every reporting manager held their nerves tightly, fearing that they would say one wrong word.
"Mr. Chester, that's the report on the situation of the branches for this quarter, do you have any comments?" the Executive Assistant inquired quietly by his side.
Seeing Chester Yale, who had not spoken for over half an hour, the Assistant placed the report on the branch offices back in front of him.
The branch manager who had just finished the report stood rigidly, not daring to even breathe.
"..."
