Enna Clark's face instantly turned deathly pale.
Her hand, which was raised in mid-air, involuntarily curled up and slowly lowered to her side, clenching into a fist. Her bright eyes also dimmed.
"President Lawrence, this is our office floor. We have separated it into three departments according to the schedule. Over here is..." The man standing beside him kept introducing him to the company's internal situation.
Baron Lawrence didn't hear a single word, his mind was completely filled with the woman's pale face!
A sudden wave of unprecedented restlessness surged in his chest, making him want to immediately pull Enna into his office, press her down on the bed, and furiously ask her why she stopped calling after two calls last night! But remembering that he had waited all night and she hadn't even sent a single text, he tightened his jaw and walked past her!
